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I long did roam afar from home,
My proud heart could not guide me,
Till the King of heaven sent down
One to walk beside me.
No glory shone His way upon,
No monarch's crown adorned Him ;
Love discerned her humble King,
Though the blind world scorned Him.
To my dear King some gift to bring
I sought to buy or borrow ;
"Give me, child, thy heart," said He
I was filled with sorrow.
Again I heard His gracious word
"A place for thee I m keeping,"
Dumbly still my fearful heart
Waited, doubting, weeping.
"Turn not away," He seemed to say,
And drew me gently near Him ;
Love like this I ne'er had known
Who could longer fear Him ?
His eyes Divine looked love in mine,
My tears with His were blended ;
"0 my King, I nothing bring,
Thine and mine are ended."
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LYRICS
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8 7 7 6
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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COMPTON
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8 7 7 7
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