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A look into my Bible, in mornings dewy hour, for all the day may bring me, will gird my soul with pow'r.
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; the darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.
Blessed Redeemer, full of compassion, great is Thy mercy, boundless and free.
Buried with Christ and raised with Him too, what is there left for me to do?
Christ my Saviour, Christ my Friend, Christ my Treasure without end.
Day by day and with each passing moment, strength I find to meet my trials here.
Hail, my ever blessed Jesus! Only Thee I wish to sing; to my soul Thy Name is precious.
He leadeth me! O blessed thought! O words with heavenly comfort fraught!
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