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Rh Ah! Sweetest Jesu, here let me

Be still securely kept in thee;

And thy strong Arm inclose me.

Thou art my Shepherd faithful, true,

To fruitful Pastures lending.

Thy Call of Grace my way did shew,

When far from thee receding.

Ah! now take Care of me thy Sheep,

That Satan's Power, nor cunning Deep

May Bias my sure treading.

Thou art my Bridegroom whose Love chain

Shall ever fast inclose me.

My true High-priest, and my Lamb slain;

The way to Life that shows me.

Thou art my King, that dost Reign o'er, '

And save me by Almighty Power,

When Enemies oppose me.

Thou art my true and dearest Friend,

Within my Heart abiding.

My Brother sweet, my Mother kind,

In Care for me providing.

Physician, and Medecin,

And watchful Nurse, that keeps me in,

And holds me up when sliding.

Thou art my Valiant Hero,

In time of War's assailing.

In Fight my Armour, Shield, and Bow.

In Sorrow, Joy prevailing.

In Storms my Ship, and Anchor sure,

Compass, and Heavenly Load-stone pure,

In Conduct never failing.