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Yes, for me, for me he careth
With loving tender care;
Yes, with me, with me he shareth
Each burden, and each fear.
Yes, o'er me, o'er me he watcheth,
Ceaseless watcheth, night and day;
Yes, e'en me, e'en me he snatcheth
From the perils of the way.
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Yes, for me, he standeth pleading
At mercy's seat above;
Ever for me interceding,
In love, untiring love.
Yes, in me abroad he sheddeth
Joys unearthly, love and light;
And to cover me he spreadeth
His loving wings of might.
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Yes, in me, in me he dwelleth!
In me and I in him.
And my soul with hope he filleth,
Tho' future plans are dim.
Thus I wait for his returning,
Singing all the way to heav'n;
Such the joyful song of morning,
Such tranquil song of ev'n.
Author: Horatius Bonar
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