Surely, my King, will come save me,
from all ills and hurt, that frail thee.
Under his wings, may I reside -
'For my God, in me, does abide.'
My ever-faithful God indeed,
whose promises always succeed.
So I need not fear, dusk nor rise -
'For my God, in me, does abide.'
May the Lord be my dwelling place,
and save me, through...
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