O Lamb me God, still of keep

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