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O Christ, in Thee my soul hath found,
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| 1. | O Christ, in Thee my soul hath found, |
| | And found in Thee alone, |
| | The peace, the joy I sought so long, |
| | The bliss till now unknown. |
| | Now none but Christ can satisfy, |
| | None other name for me; |
| | There's love and life and lasting joy, |
| | Lord Jesus, found in Thee. |
| 2. | I sighed for rest and happiness, |
| | I yearned for them, not Thee; |
| | But, while I passed my Savior by, |
| | His love laid hold on me. |
| 3. | I tried the broken cisterns, Lord, |
| | But, ah, the waters failed! |
| | E'en as I stooped to drink they fled, |
| | And mocked me as I wailed. |
| 4. | The pleasures lost I sadly mourned, |
| | But never wept for Thee, |
| | Till grace the sightless eyes received, |
| | Thy loveliness to see. |