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

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