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And from my bonds releas'd my feet,
Deep bonds of mirey clay.

Firm on a rock he made me stand,
And taught my cheerful tongue
To praise the wonders of his hand.
In a new thankful song.

I'll spread his works of grace abroad;
The saints with joy shall hear,
And sinners learn to make my God
Their only hope and fear.

How many are thy thoughts of love!
Thy mercies, Lord how great!
Whe have not words nor hours enough,
Their numbers to repeat.

When I'm afflicted, poor and low,
And light and peace depart;
My God beholds my heavy woe,
And bears me on his heart.


Composed by one of my sisters to the family, to remind them of Eternity when I am dead and gone; she aims to set forth the willingess of Christ to recieve sinners, and her desire for her children with their companions and grandchildren.

MY Children with their companions dear,
They are my class to me they're near,s,
My grandchildren are near to my heart,
Oh I God give them apart.