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    Verse 1
    Here would I touch and handle things unseen;
    Here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace,
    And all my weariness upon Thee lean.

    Verse 2
    Here would I feed upon the bread of God,
    Here drink with Thee the royal wine of Heaven;
    Here would I lay aside each earthly load,
    Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven.

    Verse 3
    I have no help but Thine; nor do I need
    Another arm save Thine to lean upon;
    It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed;
    My strength is in Thy might, Thy might alone.

    Verse 4
    Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness;
    Mine is the guilt, but Thine the cleansing blood;
    Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace;
    Thy Blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord my God.

    Verse 5
    Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear;
    The bread and wine remove, but Thou art there ---
    Nearer than ever --- still my shield and sun.

    Verse 6
    Feast after feast thus comes and passes by;
    Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above,
    Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy,
    The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love.