O Lamb still me God, keep of

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