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Jesus, Fountain of my days, Well-spring of my heart's delight, Brightness of my morning rays, Solace of my hours of night; When I see Thee, I arise To the hope of cloudless skies. |
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Oh, how weary were the years Ere Thy form to me was known; Oh, how gloomy were the fears When I seemed to be alone; I despaired the storm to brave Till Thy footprints touched the wave. |
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But Thy presence on the deep Calmed the pulses of the sea, And the waters sank to sleep In the rest of seeing Thee; And my once rebellious will Heard the mandate, Peace, be still! |
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Now Thy will and mine are one, Heart in heart, and hand in hand; All the clouds have touched the sun, And the ships have reached the land; For Thy love has said to me, No more night! and No more sea! |