1. O Lamb of God, still keep me Close to Thy wounded side; 'Tis only there in safety And peace I can abide. 2. What foes and snares surround me, What lusts and fears within; The grace that sought and found me Alone can keep me clean. 3. 'Tis only in Thee hiding I feel myself secure; Only in Thee abiding, The conflict can endure; 4. Thine arm the victory gaineth O'er every hateful foe; Thy love my heart sustaineth In all its care and woe. 5. Soon shall my eyes behold Thee, With rapture face to face; One half hath not been told me Of all Thy power and grace; 6. The beauty, Lord, and glory, The wonders of Thy love, Shall be the endless story Of all Thy saints above.
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