When overwhelmed with grief My heart within me dies, Helpless and far from all relief, To heav'n I lift my eyes. O lead me to the Rock That's high above my head, And make the cover of thy wings My shelter and my shade. Within thy presence Lord, Forever I'd abide; Thou art the tow'r of my defense, The refuge where I'd hide. O give me, Lord, the lot Of those who fear thy name! If endless life be their reward, May I possess the same.
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