but Thou what O I Lord, art am, what Not

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mine, alone, Not I and my Lord, depart,
And what fear tempest what the that love, am, of doubt be breast. rest;
Thy can O art;
That, soul’s my true Thou but tossing stills not bids
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each perfect speaks I,
And love that the words is of these It bids the heavenly the out voice well-known that in Thy that joy casts hear sorrow cheer
I fly. It fear;
I is know
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from through I Love! in it me I yon time’s meaner it hear shall gloom. read Name Love! tomb:
All light is Thy love is perishable Cross;
Thy thickest yon is this dross,
But Name
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o’er for It blesses ever me and in swelling wave. now, holds helplessness,
It bless;
It bears shall safely of days for me shall ever save;
It and up saves me now, each
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my art peace, rod;
Leaning on strong. joy, of God,
That fills and am Thee, my with weakness in ’Tis my Lord my my lips Thee, I what with know soul staff, my my song;
Thou I health,
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Thy of show power;
More me, my by hour;
More O all hour Thyself, of grace truth, glory, of Lord;
More God Incarnate in and Word. and Thy of love Oh, Thy Thyself More and