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Fiducia

C.M.

Robison

1.

Father, I long, I faint to see

The place of thy abode,

I'd leave these earthly courts, and flee

Up to thy courts, my God.

Here I behold thy distant face,

And 'tis a pleasing sight,

But to abide in thine embrace

Is infinite delight.

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