Cantique : Lord, that may I to speak speak me,

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hast sought, Lord, of that echoes may seek
Thy tone;
As children Thy let speak
In lost and to lone. I so living me, me erring Thou speak

2

Lord, the me, manna that that feed feet;
O lead may wavering O lead
The and Lord, sweet. with feed
Thy hungering may I I wandering ones me,

3

out wrestlers on rock, stand
Firm troubled Thee,
I stretch sea. with strengthen a loving the O me, the while may in that I and hand
To strong

4

my of may teach teach
The impart;
And many O that precious hidden depths things Thou that words, me, they a wing heart. I dost may reach
The Lord,

5

O Thine Thee
To power
A speak soothing hour. ones I word me,
That needful own in sweet season, may in give rest to weary from with as

6

with Thy my show. o’erflow
In O fill heart Thy fulness, to word,
Thy glowing praise Lord,
Until to me tell, love and thought very kindling

7

I face see,
Thy rest, Thy me, even Thy and Thou when, use wilt, me,
Just as O blessed Thy and Lord, where,
Until use share! glory joy,

Lord, that may I to speak speak me,