Treasure-Trove
Lord Christ, let me but hold Thy hand And all the rest may go. For nothing is, but only seems, And life is full of idle dreams, Until Thyself we know. The whole wide world is nought beside The wonder of Thy love. And though my state be mean and strait, Give me but heart to work and wait, And I have Treasure-Trove.
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"Lord Christ, let me but hold Thy hand..."
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