"You are near--yes, Lord, I feel it!
You are near wherever I rove;
And though sense would try conceal it,
Faith often whispers it to love.
"Am I fearful? You will take me
Underneath Your wings, my God!
Am I faithless? You will make me
Bow beneath Your chastening rod.
"Am I drooping? You are near me,
Near to bear me on my way;
Am I pleading? You will hear me
Hear and answer when I pray.
"Then, O my soul, since God does love you,
Faint not, droop not, do not fear;
For, though His heaven is high above you,
He Himself is ever near."
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