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What closest to my kinship, there abound
as mercy in God's service so surround,
I place my heart and wonder at confound
regretting no truth's blunder, its impound.
Oh God, Oh living Savior, I am found
in Thee, in focal wonder, His resound
as I have loved in thunder, so rain rounds
the edges of creation to life's bound.
So in Thee celebration, reason's crowned
I love Thee more in station of God's throned -
And so determination, its tried song
is thee - continuation, my belong.
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