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FABER'S HYMNS. |
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I lived two lives, which seemed distinct,
Yet which did intertwine : One was my mother's — it is gone —
The other, Lord! was Thine.
I never wandered from Thee, Lord!
But sinned before Thy Face; Yet now, on looking back, my sins
Seem all beset with grace.
With age Thou grewest more divine,
More glorious than before; I feared Thee with a deeper fear,
Because I loved Thee more.
Thou broadenest out with every year,
Each breadth of life to meet: I scarce can think Thou art the same,
Thou art so much more sweet.
Changed and not changed, Thy present charms
Thy past ones only prove; Oh make my heart more strong to bear
This newness of Thy love !
These novelties of love ! — when will
Thy goodness find an end ? Whither will Thy compassions, Lord!
Incredibly extend? |
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