Lord, on Thee my strength relies
O, hear me when I call
Up to Thee I lift mine eyes
My Life, my Help, my All
Source of comfort, Spring of grace
Cleanse my heart from every sin
Now reveal Thy smiling face
And make me pure within
Rock on which my soul would rest
From storm and tempest wild
Gently pillowed on Thy breast
Protect Thy weary child
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Let Thy Spirit be my Guide
To endless joys above
Grant I may never turn aside
Or once forget Thy love
Soon my bark will speed its flight
To yonder portals fair
Soon’t will reach the haven bright
And drop its anchor there
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