XLI. |ABIDE WITH US.|

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Fix a dwelling, Lord, in Goshen --

Shall thine Israel be denied?

From thy shining exaltation,

Deign to bow, and here abide:

Dwell among thy pilgrim people,

Where the tribes to praise Thee come,

Nor depart, Redeemer, from us,

Till the final day of doom.