In Thee, O Spirit true and tender, I find my life as God's own child; Within Thy light of glorious splendor I lose the earth-clouds drear and wild. Within Thy love is safe abiding From every thought that giveth fear; Within Thy truth a perfect chiding, Should I forget that Thou art near.
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