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[Jesu, Thou seest my troubled breast]

When He giveth quietness, who then can, &c. —xxxiv. 29.

Jesu, Thou seest my troubled breast;
Weary and faint, for lasting rest,
For Thee alone I pray:
O might I with my Lord receive
Peace which the world can never give,
Can never take away!
While banish'd from Thy blissful sight,
No glimpse of comfort or delight,
No ray of hope I see;

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But cause on me Thy face to shine,
And glorious joy, and life Divine,
And heaven returns with Thee.