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For oh! the Lord will love me still,
And bless and cheer my way;
His love shall cheer me in the night,
With joys that ne'er decay.
And bless and cheer my way;
His love shall cheer me in the night,
With joys that ne'er decay.
My God, Thou art my rock, my life;
Why hast Thou left me now?
How long must I in sadness mourn,
Oppressed by many a foe?
Why hast Thou left me now?
How long must I in sadness mourn,
Oppressed by many a foe?
Yea, day by day they vex my soul,
And while beneath Thy rod
I humbly bow, they taunting ask,
Where, where is now thy God?
And while beneath Thy rod
I humbly bow, they taunting ask,
Where, where is now thy God?
But why art thou cast down, my soul?
Oh! hope thou still for good;
I yet shall joyful praise the Lord,
My life, my light, my God.
Oh! hope thou still for good;
I yet shall joyful praise the Lord,
My life, my light, my God.
E.
September 26, 1832.
