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HOW frail and fallible am I! What weakness marks my changing frame! Yet there is strength and comfort nigh, For Jesus, Thou art still the same. |
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2 | Thy love immortal and divine, No coldness damps, no time destroys; Through countless ages it will shine, Bright source of everlasting joys. |
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3 | On Thy sure mercy I depend In all my trials, wants, and woes; For Thou art an unchanging Friend; Sweet is the peace Thy hand bestows. |
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4 | Hast Thou protected me thus far, To leave me in the dangerous hour? Shall Satan be allowed to mar Thy work, or to resist Thy power? |
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5 | O never wilt Thou leave the soul That flies for refuge to Thy breast! Thy love which moved to make me whole, Shall guide me to eternal rest. |
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6 | Though stars be from their courses hurled, Though mighty ruin should descend Wide o’er a desolated world; The love of Jesus knows no end. |
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William Hiley Bathurst, 1796-1877 |