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IX: I will arise and seek Thy face

I will arise and seek Thy face, For I have wandered far from Thee; O Blessed Lord, extend Thy grace, And in Thy mercy pity me.

Thou knowest my wanderings in the wild, The longings of my soul that burn; Wilt Thou not seek Thy erring child, Who fain from waywardness would turn?

Thou knowest the paths my feet have trod, And Thou alone canst bring me back; My hungering soul cries out to God, Within Whose home there is no lack.

O Jesus, Shepherd of my soul, Didst Thou not come to seek and find? To lead the lost by wise control, And tend with love surpassing kind?

I will arise and seek Thy face; Yea, Lord, arise and seek Thou me, And bring me in Thy plenteous grace, Where I shall safely dwell with Thee.