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What secret place, what distant star,
Is like, dread Lord, to thine abode?
Why dwellest thou from us so far?
We yearn for thee, thou living God!
And will the hidden God appear?
We hail thee in the living Word;
Thy heavenly Majesty draws near,
In Christ, our brother and our Lord.
In vain we seek for thine abode;
And wilt thou ever to us come?
The Holy Ghost, the mighty God,
Now makes our souls his blesséd home.
O Glory that no eye can bear!
O Presence bright, our inward Guest!
O Farthest off! O Ever near!
Most hidden and Most manifest!
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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HULL
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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