Which aims at nought but Thee: I fain would live, and yet not I -- But JESUS live in me. Like Noah's dove, no rest I find But in Thy ark of peace; Thy cross, the balance [183] of my mind; Thy wounds, my hiding-place. In vain the tempter spreads the snare, If Thou my keeper art; -- Get thee behind me, GOD is near, My Saviour takes my part! On Him my spirit I recline, Who put my nature on; His light shall in my darkness shine, And guide me to His throne. Footnotes: [183] balance, see Note |
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