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Trishie
Guest
Our God, in my dying hour,
shine through me as the burning sun
in witness to Your gentle, loving mercy—
purifying finally the being that is soon to see Your face.
Let all heaven rejoice and glorify You.
For this, Your child, who might have been lost
is Yours for all eternity.
My only thanks is—
all I have I give You,
now, and forever.
shine through me as the burning sun
in witness to Your gentle, loving mercy—
purifying finally the being that is soon to see Your face.
Let all heaven rejoice and glorify You.
For this, Your child, who might have been lost
is Yours for all eternity.
My only thanks is—
all I have I give You,
now, and forever.