O Lamb of God, Still Keep Me
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Near to Thy wounded side;
'Tis only there in safety
And peace I can abide.
What foes and snares surround me;
What lusts and fears within!
The grace that sought and found me
Alone can keep me clean.
'Tis only in Thee hiding,
I feel my life secure;
In Thee alone abiding,
The conflict can endure:
Thine arm the vict'ry gaineth
O'er ev'ry hurtful foe;
Thy love my heart sustaineth
In all its care and woe.
Soon shall my eyes behold Thee,
With rapture, face to face;
One half hath not been told me
Of all Thy power and grace;
Thy beauty, Lord, and glory,
The wonders of Thy love,
Shall be the endless story
Of all the saints above.
~Words: James Deck & Music: Frederick Maker
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