1.	The lone, wild bird in lofty flight 
	is still with you, nor leaves your sight. 
	And I am yours! I rest in you, 
	Great Spirit, come, rest in me, too. 

2.	The ends of earth are in your hand, 
	the sea's dark deep and far off land. 
	And I am yours! I rest in you, 
	Great Spirit, come, rest in me, too. 

3.	Each secret thought is known to you, 
	the path I walk my whole life through; 
	my days, my deeds, my hopes, my fears, 
	my deepest joys, my silent tears. 

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