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JESUS, MY REFUFGE.
And oh, how loving, dearest Lord, how tender
Beyond all love Thou
When to Thy feet we cling in full surrender,
With sorrow-broken heart!

Absolving, healing, strengthening, uniting,
Through sacramental grace,
And to communion closer yet inviting,
Thou dost unveil Thy face.

For faith alone low-kneeling in contrition
The load of sin grows light;
To faith alone Thou dost vouchsafe that vision,
And faith is almost sight.