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DE PROFUNDIS.
O Lord, we wander in the night;
The way is dark and lone and dread;
And yet we know with Thee is light;
Thou seest all the path we tread.
The way is dark and lone and dread;
And yet we know with Thee is light;
Thou seest all the path we tread.
And Thou alone, O Lord, canst see
The tears that must in silence flow.
The darkness hideth not from Thee;
Thou knowest all our secret woe.
The tears that must in silence flow.
The darkness hideth not from Thee;
Thou knowest all our secret woe.
O Thou who in Gethsemane
Hast for our souls the victory won,
Teach us with all the heart to say,
“Let not our will, but Thine, be done.”
Hast for our souls the victory won,
Teach us with all the heart to say,
“Let not our will, but Thine, be done.”
In desolation's darkest hour,
When flesh grows faint and spirit fails,
Teach us to trust Thy conquering power—
Teach us to trust that love prevails.
When flesh grows faint and spirit fails,
Teach us to trust Thy conquering power—
Teach us to trust that love prevails.
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Unseen by even the spirit's eye,
In sorrow's night Thyself reveal;
In deepest darkness, Lord, come nigh,
And make our souls Thy presence feel
In sorrow's night Thyself reveal;
In deepest darkness, Lord, come nigh,
And make our souls Thy presence feel
Till life and death are past; and He
Who ever liveth, though He died,
Shall touch our eyes; and we shall see
His glory, and be satisfied.
Who ever liveth, though He died,
Shall touch our eyes; and we shall see
His glory, and be satisfied.
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