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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 and pain,
Bone of my bone was He;
More intimate and 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.

This work was published before January 1, 1924, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.