God, still O of keep me Lamb

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