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tr., John Brownlie

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I

Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind,

And I am needy, poor, and blind,

And let the gifts Thou hast in store,

Enrich me daily, more and more.

II

I have no food my soul to feed,

Be Thou my Bread of Life indeed;

My parchèd spirit sighs, O give

The stream of Life that I may live.

III

My filthy raiment I disown,

Clothe with Thy righteousness alone,

And I shall walk approved by Thee,

Clad in Thy robe of purity.

IV

I have no strength; in evil hour

I fall beneath temptation’s power;

Be Thou my strength, and I shall stand

Upheld by Thine outstretched hand.

V

I cannot see the path to tread,

And blindly by my sins am led;

Come to my blindness, give me sight

That I may shape my course aright.

VI

I cannot live if Thou deny

The prayer uplifted with my cry;

I cannot die,—in mercy give

Thy grace, that I may die or live.

VII

Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind,

And I am needy, poor, and blind;

And let the gifts Thou hast in store,

Enrich me daily, more and more.

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