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Since First Thy Word. (Air.--Nicholas Freeman.)
By Thomas Moore
Since first Thy Word awaked my heart,
Like new life dawning o'er me,
Where'er I turn mine eyes, Thou art,
All light and love before me.
Naught else I feel, or hear or see--
All bonds of earth I sever--
Thee, O God, and only Thee
I live for, now and ever.
Like him whose fetters dropt away
When light shone o'er his prison,[1]
My spirit, touched by Mercy's ray,
Hath from her chains arisen.
And shall a soul Thou bidst be free,
Return to bondage?--never!
Thee, O God, and only Thee
I live for, now and ever.
Extra Info:
[1] "And, behold, the angel of the Lord came upon him, and a light shined in the prison...and his chains fell off from his hands."--Acts, xii. 7.
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