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No distant Lord have I,
Loving afar to be;
Made flesh for me, He cannot rest
Until He rests in me.

Brother in joy or pain,
Bone of my bone was He;
Now - intimacy closer still -
He dwells Himself in me.

I need not journey far,
This dearest Friend to see;
Companionship is always mine,
He makes His home with me.

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