keep of me O still God, Lamb

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