"Not what I am, O Lord, but what Thou art,
That, that alone can be my soul's true rest.
Thy love not mine bids all fear and doubt depart,
And stills the tumult of my troubled breast.
Girt with the love of God on every side,
I breathe that love as heaven's own healing air;
I work and pray, and follow still my guide,
And fear no foe, escaping every snare.
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