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Lower and lower, dear Lord, at Thy feet

Since Thy departure from Olivet’s Mountain

There is a healing branch that grows

God intends that all His being

You walked alone, the cross’s narrow way

In the mighty Name of Jesus

Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go

Join all the glorious names

Lord, the ancient types and symbols

We praise Thee, Lord, We’ve seen Thy purpose