Lord, 'tis Thy face for which I pine

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Lord, 'tis Thy face for which I pine;
Come, open wide these eyes of mine;
Thy radiant glory before them shine;
Darkness dispel in light divine.
 
Lord, now I seek Thy face to see;
May Thou no longer hide from me;
Open my eyes, shine gloriously
Thy face divine!
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Lord, my desire's Thy voice so dear;
Open my ears, that I may hear;
May Thy voice linger, constant and clear,
All Satan's falsehoods disappear.
 
Lord, now I seek Thy face to see;
May Thou no longer hide from me;
Open my ears and speak to me
Thy word divine!
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Thy very self is my heart's plea;
Open my heart, fill utterly;
Thy fullness overflowing in me,
May I be wholly lost in Thee.
 
Lord, I now seek Thy face to see;
May Thou no longer hide from me;
Open my heart, fill bounteously
With grace divine!