I wish to be with you tonight—
When evening sky has darkness thrust,
While you and I are still robust;
Then I would toil with all my might,
To rid your anxious heart of fright—
The one in whom you safely trust
I wish to be.
When darkness shall be brought to light,
When hands unfold, as sure they must,
Before we turn from dust to dust,
The giver of a second sight
I wish to be.
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