Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. Of His deliverance I will boast, Till all that are distressed From my example courage take And soothe their griefs to rest. O magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt His Name; When in distress to Him I called, He to my rescue came. Their drooping hearts were soon refreshed, Who looked to Him for aid; Desired success in every face, A cheerful air displayed. “Behold,” they say, “Behold the man Whom providence relieved; The man so dangerously beset, So wondrously retrieved!” The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just; Deliverance He affords to all Who on His succor trust. O make but trial of His love; Experience will decide How blest are they, and only they, Who in His truth confide. Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you His service your delight; Your wants shall be His care. While hungry lions lack their prey, The Lord will food provide For such as put their trust in Him, And see their needs supplied.
Posted on: Fri, 14 Mar 2014 08:09:24 +0000
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