still me Lamb O God, keep of

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