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Rise, my soul, thy God directs thee; Stranger hands no more impede; Pass thou on, His strength protects thee, Strength that has the captive freed. |
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Is the wilderness before thee, Desert lands where drought abides? Heavenly springs shall there restore thee, Fresh from God's exhaustless tides. |
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Light divine surrounds thy going, God Himself shall mark thy way; Secret blessings, richly flowing, Lead to everlasting day. |
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God, thine everlasting portion, Feeds thee with the Mighty's meat; Saved from Egypt's hard extortion, Egypt's food no more to eat. |
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Art thou weaned from Egypt's pleasures? God in secret shall thee keep; There unfold His hidden treasures, There His love's exhaustless deep. |
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In the desert God will teach thee What the God that thou hast found — Patient, gracious, powerful, holy; All His grace shall there abound. |
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On to Canaan's rest still wending, E'en thy wants and woes shall bring Suited grace from high descending; Thou shalt taste of mercy's spring. |
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Though thy way be long and dreary, Eagle strength He'll still renew; Garments fresh, and feet unweary, Tell how God hath brought thee through. |
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When to Canaan's long-loved dwelling Love divine thy feet shall bring, Thou, with shouts of triumph swelling, Zion's songs in rest shall sing. |