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What You Mean To Me
In all this time that I have known You,
You always struck me as good-hearted.
I admire Your great temperance,
For I cannot be without it.
I must confess my thoughts to You,
For I can no longer compose
The distress which lies within me,
Or the rate at which it grows.
Therefore I now shall speak
These feelings from my heart,
And pray that You will hear me,
That we no longer be apart.
I long to hold You constantly,
You are the sunshine of my day.
You are the comfort in my sleep at night
And each kind word that I can say.
When I am sad and all alone,
You are the thought that cheers me up.
You are the fresh air that I breathe,
And my water of life in the crystal cup.
Whenever this world is cruel to me,
I have You, to help me forgive.
You are the star which guides me home
And every doctrine I believe.
Thus, now You know this truth of mine
And in Your hands You hold my heart.
And so I pray, please treat it gently.
Though You have held it from the start.
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