O send me not away, for I would drink

O send me not away, for I would drink

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O, send me not away! for I would drink,
Even I, the weakest, at the fount of life;
Chide not my steps, that venture near the brink,
Weary and fainting from the deadly strife.

Went I not forth undaunted and alone,
Strong in the majesty of human might?
Lo! I return, all wounded and forlorn,
My dream of glory lost in shades of night.

Was I not girded for the battle-field?
Bore I not helm of pride and glittering sword?
Behold the fragments of my broken shield,
And lend to me Thy heavenly armor, Lord!



Source: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #202

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A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #202

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