THOU THINKEST, LORD, OF ME
1. Amid the trials
that I meet,
Amid the thorns
that pierce my feet,
One thought remains
supremely sweet:
Thou thinkest,
Lord, of me!
Refrain
Thou thinkest,
Lord, of me!
Thou thinkest,
Lord, of me!
What need I fear
when Thou art near,
And thinkest, Lord,
of me!
2. The cares of
life come thronging fast,
Upon my soul their
shadows cast;
Their gloom reminds
my heart at last -
Thou thinkest,
Lord, of me!
3. Let shadows
come, let shadows go,
Let life be bright,
or dark with woe,
I am content, for
this I know -
Thou thinkest,
Lord, of me!
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