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

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