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Oh for a breeze of heav’nly love
To waft my soul away
To that celestial world above,
Where pleasures ne’er decay.
Eternal Spirit, deign to be
My pilot here below,
To steer through life’s tempestuous sea,
Where stormy winds do blow.
I need the influence of Thy grace
to speed me on my way,
Lest I should loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet astray,
Are not Thy mercies sovereign still,
And Thou a faithful God,
Wilt Thou not grant me warmer zeal
To run the heav'nly road.
From rocks of pride on either hand,
From quick sands of despair,
Oh, guide me safe on Canaan's land,
Thru ev'ry latent snare,
Anchor me in the port above,
On that celestial shore
Where dashing billows never move,
Where tempest never roar.
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CANAAN'S LAND
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