Thou wilt draw nigh!Father — it is no dream that Thou art near —No dream that, in my sin and misery,I may look up to Thee,—May hide beneath the shadow of Thy wings,From all the restlessness of outward things,And from my own heart's self-accusing fears —For Thou art nigh.
Dear Lord! while we adoring payOur humble thanks to Thee,May every heart with rapture say,—"The Saviour died for me!"anne steele
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