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

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