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o Love that will not let me go,
i rest my weary soul in Thee;
i give Thee back the life i owe,
that in Thine ocean depths its flow,
may richer, fuller be,
may richer, fuller be.o joy that seekest me through pain,
i cannot close my heart to Thee,
i trace the rainbow through the rain,
and feel the promise is not in vain
that morn shall tearless be,
that morn shall tearless be.—vespers office, june 21, the divine hours
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