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GOD IS NEAR THEE.
How near is God to me?
I never seem to know
Until affliction's hand
Has dealt a telling blow.
All human aid I seek,
Appeal and power is spent,
Then trembling, faint and weak,
Aloft my cry is sent.
I never seem to know
Until affliction's hand
Has dealt a telling blow.
All human aid I seek,
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Then trembling, faint and weak,
Aloft my cry is sent.
When through the mists so dim,
I peer and feel alone,
He calleth me to Him,
In love's persuasive tone.
Why do I ever stray
From following my guide,
Why tread a dangerous way,
A far from his dear side?
I peer and feel alone,
He calleth me to Him,
In love's persuasive tone.
Why do I ever stray
From following my guide,
Why tread a dangerous way,
A far from his dear side?
How near is God to me?
'Tis only when I raise
My weary eyes I see
The smile upon his face.
When is God near to me?
Whene'er to Him I go,
He hearkens unto me
In my distress and woe.
'Tis only when I raise
My weary eyes I see
The smile upon his face.
When is God near to me?
Whene'er to Him I go,
He hearkens unto me
In my distress and woe.
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