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O Hide Me In Thy Love

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O hide me in Thy love, secure     From this earth-clinging meanness.     Lave my uncleanness     In Thy compassionating love!     Bury this treachery as deep     As mercy is enrooted.     My days ill-fruited     Shake till the shrivelled burden fall.     Put by those righteous arrows, Lord,     Put even Thy justice by Thee;     So I come nigh Thee     As came the Magdalen to Thy feet.     And like a heavy stone that's cast     In a pool, on Thee I throw me,     And feel o'erflow me     Ripples of pity, deep waves of love.

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"O hide me in Thy love, secure..."

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