EN 1833 Lord, All I Am Is Known to Thee
Ps.139.1
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Lord, all I am is known to Thee:
In vain my soul would try
To shun Thy presence, or to flee
The notice of Thine eye.
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Thy all surrounding sight surveys
My rising and my rest,
My public walks, my private ways,
The secrets of my breast.
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My thoughts lie open to Thee, Lord,
Before they’re formed within;
And ere my lips pronounce the word,
Thou knowest the sense I mean.
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O wondrous knowledge! deep and high:
Where can a creature hide?
Within Thy circling arms I lie,
Beset on every side.
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So let Thy grace surround me still,
And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from every ill,
Secured by sovereign love.

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