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Then unto Thee I lift mine hands,
For in this barren waste
My heart and spirit thirst for Thee,
And long Thy love to taste.
For in this barren waste
My heart and spirit thirst for Thee,
And long Thy love to taste.
Hear me, O Lord, for I am sad,
My heart is vexèd sore;
Save me, or I shall sink like those
Who sleep to wake no more.
At early morn let me again
Thy love and mercy see;
Oh, point the path that I should tread,
And lift my soul to Thee.
My heart is vexèd sore;
Save me, or I shall sink like those
Who sleep to wake no more.
At early morn let me again
Thy love and mercy see;
Oh, point the path that I should tread,
And lift my soul to Thee.
Hide me beneath Thy sheltering wing,
To Thee for help I come;
Teach me to do Thy will, O God,
And lead me safely home.
Oh, let Thy Spirit's quickening beam
Now pour its brightest ray,
Shed life and light upon my soul,
And gild mine onward way.
To Thee for help I come;
Teach me to do Thy will, O God,
And lead me safely home.
Oh, let Thy Spirit's quickening beam
Now pour its brightest ray,
Shed life and light upon my soul,
And gild mine onward way.
E.
October 5, 1832.
