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1 Do not I love Thee, O my Lord?
Behold my heart and see;
And cast each idol from its throne,
That dares to rival Thee.
2 Is not Thy Name melodious still
To my attentive ear?
Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound,
My Saviour's voice to hear?
3 Hast Thou a lamb in all Thy flock
I would disdain to feed?
Hast Thou a foe, before whose face
I fear Thy cause to plead?
4 Thou know'st I love Thee, dearest Lord;
But O, I long to soar
Far from the sphere of mortal joys,
That I may love Thee more.
