God, keep O still me of Lamb

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