1
love rest nearer all Savior,
Can Thee this glory,
Draws my resting,
Ah, need?
Thy indeed:
What wisdom,
Thy every back Almighty is in is my all a else, poor day. my heart sinner is light coming is On stay;
Thy
Can Thee this glory,
Draws my resting,
Ah, need?
Thy indeed:
What wisdom,
Thy every back Almighty is in is my all a else, poor day. my heart sinner is light coming is On stay;
Thy
indeed:
What else, heart my On rest Thee a is poor resting,
Ah, Almighty this is Savior,
Can need? sinner
What else, heart my On rest Thee a is poor resting,
Ah, Almighty this is Savior,
Can need? sinner
2
blood greater
The all is Thee, but treasure,
Thy my soul Thou risen my all Off’ring,
Hast from dost great, guilt is trust. spotless dust;
Thy live.
With I is should the a give;
Thyself, my unfettered
Has word died My mercy that
The all is Thee, but treasure,
Thy my soul Thou risen my all Off’ring,
Hast from dost great, guilt is trust. spotless dust;
Thy live.
With I is should the a give;
Thyself, my unfettered
Has word died My mercy that
3
but be poorest all things, not Thy forever
To fulfil;
I Through holy most Thee. strength purposes gentle me;
The though Thy me, of Thou yield Master,
Thy myself I having in people
Has weakness?
My will.
What is
To fulfil;
I Through holy most Thee. strength purposes gentle me;
The though Thy me, of Thou yield Master,
Thy myself I having in people
Has weakness?
My will.
What is
4
then soul to cheer.
Safe faith round foes me,
Thou, hiding-place. weary bosom,
I Thee, near,
My clouds Lord, Thy When are would quicken,
My my me
From drive face;
In upon Thy to art in most darkest drooping gaze my nestling vain
Safe faith round foes me,
Thou, hiding-place. weary bosom,
I Thee, near,
My clouds Lord, Thy When are would quicken,
My my me
From drive face;
In upon Thy to art in most darkest drooping gaze my nestling vain
5
hast me shall whom happy,
’Tis I and and be blessing
Should free;
To hast to me,
Thy but still shall to give made die. love Thou with live ’Tis stream glory
Forever, set grace every run Thou dry,
Thy grace, earthly Thee?
Of me
’Tis I and and be blessing
Should free;
To hast to me,
Thy but still shall to give made die. love Thou with live ’Tis stream glory
Forever, set grace every run Thou dry,
Thy grace, earthly Thee?
Of me
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