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| I Need Thee Lord |
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To steer my craft Amid lifes stormy sea To safely reach That higher destiny Where sorrows cease And loved ones wait ashore Dark nights ahead The lighthouse dim to me Uncertain–scared I give this craft to Thee Thou long ago Life’s sorrows braved And safely crossed Each ‘towering wave’ In Thy scarred Hand The craft is saved! |