Deign, Jesus, Lord, my soul to hide
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Deign, Jesus, Lord, my soul to hideWithin thy pierced and bleeding side!O give me in thy wounded heartMy rest to find, nor thence depart.
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When Satan's wiles would work me harm,And earth with her delights would charm,Within thy heart I safely rest,Within thy side secure and blest.
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When sense with every art beguiles,And tempts me with her treacherous smiles,I will not fear, since still for meThy side a refuge safe shall be.