still me O keep of God, Lamb

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