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The Word Can Make Me Whole

1

The Word, whose word can make me whole,
Has heard my spirit's cry,
And in the palace of the soul,
He dwells! my Lord and I!

2

How holy must the temple be,
Where Jesus reigns within!
His precious blood, outpoured for me,
I trust to make me clean.

3

And he is come! To whom the praise,
The joy of heaven, belong;
My face I veil, my hands I raise,
And "silence is my song."

4

And now to me the gladdest thing
Be his sweet will alone;
Content, since I am with the King,
To make his choice my own.

5

He makes his palace in my soul,
He brings my spirit nigh;
Within my heart, 'neath his control
I dwell — my Lord and I!