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FABER'S HYMNS. |
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My Saviour ! why should I complain, And why fear aught but sin ?
Distractions are but outward things ; Thy peace dwells far within.
These surface-troubles come and go,
Like rufflings of the sea; The deeper depth is out of reach
To all, my God, but Thee. |
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SWEETNESS IN PRAYER.
Why dost thou beat so quick, my heart ?
Why struggle in thy cage ? What shall I do for thee, poor heart!
Thy throbbing heat to swage ?
What spell is this come over thee, My soul! what sweet surprise ?
And wherefore these unbidden tears That start into mine eyes ?
How are my passions laid to sleep,
How easy penance seems, And how the bright world fades away —
Oh are they all but dreams ? |
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