me keep O still of Lamb God,

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