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Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. |
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Oh, magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt His name; When in distress to Him I called, He to my rescue came. |
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The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just; Deliverance He affords to all Who on His succor trust. |
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Oh, make but trial of His love, Experience will decide How blest they are, and only they, Who in His truth confide. |
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Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you His service your delight, Your wants shall be His care. |