Prince
of Peace your anxious one cries
and
lays her worries at your feet.
Water
of life your thirsty child sighs
parched
and wearied by hardship's heat.
Good
Shepherd, I'm your precious sheep,
in
your pasture I lie content.
You
are the vine LORD so please keep
your
branch stuck to you like cement.
O
LORD you my strength and my shield
When
in distress you rescue me
You're
my refuge, to you I yield
my
will; this is my fervent plea!
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