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Abide in me, O God,
and I in Thee,
From this good hour, oh,
leave me nevermore;
Then shall the discord cease,
the wound be healed,
The lifelong bleeding
of the soul be o'er.
Abide in me;
o'ershadow by Thy love
Each half formed purpose
and dark thought of sin;
Quench ere it rise each
selfish, low desire,
And keep my soul as Thine,
calm and divine.
As some rare perfume
in a vase of clay,
Pervades it with
a fragrance not its own,
So, when Thou dwellest
in a mortal soul,
All heaven's own sweetness
seems around it thrown.
Abide in me; there
have been moments blest
When I have heard Thy
voice and felt Thy power;
Then evil lost its grasp;
and passion, hushed,
Owned the divine
enchantment of the hour.
These were but seasons
beautiful and rare;
Abide in me, and they
shall ever be;
Fulfill at once
Thy precept and my prayer,
Come, and abide in me,
and I in Thee.
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