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Lord, Thou art lifted very high

Above the clouds, and azure skies,

Yet Thou to every soul art nigh,

Whose trustful prayers to Thee arise.

Lord, let me know that distance ne'er

Can check the outflow of Thy grace;

That they, Thy Blessed Name that fear,

May aye behold Thy loving face.

Nor time, nor space, can bar the way,

If I would mount to where Thou art;

And Thou canst bow Thy heavens, and pay

A gracious visit to my heart.

Then lift me up, O Gracious Lord,--

Yea, come and bless me where I dwell;

And speak to me Thy blessed Word,

And all my loneliness dispel.

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