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

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