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titute,

de-spised, for- sak

en, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be:
rest.
me, Heav'n will bring me sweet- er
ev'ry station Some-thing still to do or bear:
nal day's before thee, God's own hand will guide thee there.

Life with tri als hard may press
Joy to find in
Heav'n's e ter

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'ry fond am bi tion, All

I've sought, or hoped, or known; in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me: it dwells within thee; What а Father's smile is thine: thy earth-ly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days;

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Thy mer

cy o'er

my life has flow'd, That mer - cy I a - dore. My heart shall find de-light in praise, Or seek re. lief in pray'r. My stead-fast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on Thee.

A-men.