me of keep O still God, Lamb

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