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Text: | Retirement |
1 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee,
From strife and tumult far;
From scenes where Satan wages still
His most successful war.
2 The calm retreat, the silent shade,
With prayer and praise agree;
And seem by thy sweet bounty made
For those who follow thee.
3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul,
And grace her mean abode;
Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love,
She then communes with God.
4 Author and Guardian of my life!
Sweet Source of light divine,
And--all harmonious names in one--
My Saviour!--thou art mine!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee |
Title: | Retirement |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1884 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |