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Jesus, before Thy face I fall,
My Lord, my life, my hope, my all;
For I have no where else to flee;
No sanctuary, Lord, but Thee.
In Thee I every glory view,
Of safety, strength, and beauty, too;
Beloved Savior, ever be
A sanctuary, unto me.
Whatever woes and fears betide,
In Thy dear bosom let me hide;
And, while I pour my soul to Thee,
Do Thou my sanctuary be.
Thru live and all its changing scenes,
And all the grief that intervenes;
'Tis this supports my fainting heart,
That Thou my sanctuary art.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Jn 12:46;
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