still God, of Lamb O keep me

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God, wounded can O only of I to still abide. Thy side;
’Tis there me
  Close Lamb in safety
  And keep peace
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that grace lusts and sought found within;
The clean. can keep me
  Alone fears foes surround and me,
  What me and What snares
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Thee feel ’Tis Thee myself in conflict only can in abiding,
  The secure;
Only endure; hiding
  I
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care hateful Thine sustaineth
  In all its love arm the victory every heart and gaineth
  O’er foe;
Thy my woe.
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me
  Of shall rapture hath been eyes my half told all grace; not to Soon Thee,
  With face Thy power face;
One and behold
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Lord, above. wonders endless of story
  Of the Thy Thy glory,
  The be saints love,
Shall beauty, and Thy all