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442 Lanesboro


Early, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek Thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away,
Without Thy cheering grace.

So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,
Long for a cooling stream at hand,
And they must drink, or die.

I've seen Thy glory and Thy pow'r
Thro' all Thy temple shine;
My God, repeat that heav'nly hour,
That vision so divine.


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