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HE Who on earth as man was known, And bore our sins and pains, Now, seated on the eternal throne, The God of glory reigns. |
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2 | His hands the wheels of nature guide With an unerring skill, And countless worlds, extended wide, Obey His sovereign will. |
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3 | While harps unnumbered sound His praise In yonder world above, His saints on earth admire His ways, And glory in His love. |
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4 | When troubles, like a burning sun, Beat heavy on their head, To this almighty Rock they run, And find a pleasing shade. |
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5 | How glorious He, how happy they In such a mighty Friend! Whose love secures them all the way, And crowns them at the end. |
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John Newton, 1725-1807 |