me Lamb of God, still O keep

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