My nature's weakness, and, oppressed,
Like a poor trembling child I steal
To thee, for safety, and for rest.
3Beneath thy shadow let me live!
Be thou my Friend--my Father be!
I bend in trust--I pray! forgive
The erring child that flies to thee!
975. L. M. Anonymous.
The Faithful Minister.
1"Let there be light!"--When from on high,