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In Him we live, in Him we move; seek not thy God afar;
He is not prisoned in a height above sun, moon, and star.
But thou through strange dark lands hast strayed, and wandered far from Him;
And therefore He, O Soul, to thee, is distant and is dim.
Lord, I was in the far-off land, I loved from Thee to stray,
And when unto myself I came, a swine-herd far away,
One moment—then the welcome sweet, the kiss, the Father's Home;
Far distant was the distance; to Thy bosom I am come.
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1898
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 61:4;
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