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I take Thy promise, Lord, in all its length,
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| 1. | I take Thy promise, Lord, in all its length, |
| | And breadth and fulness, as my daily strength; |
| | Into life's future fearless I may gaze, |
| | For, Savior, Thou art with me all the days. |
| 2. | Days may be coming fraught with loss and |
| | change, |
| | New scenes surround my life and fancies |
| | strange; |
| | I thank Thee that no day can ever break, |
| | Savior, when Thou wilt leave me or forsake. |
| 3. | There may be days of darkness and distress, |
| | When sin has power to tempt, and care to |
| | press, |
| | Yet in the darkest day I will not fear, |
| | For, 'mid the shadows, Thou wilt still be near. |
| 4. | Days there may be of joy and deep delight, |
| | When earth seems fairest, and her skies most |
| | bright, |
| | Then draw me closer to Thee, lest I rest |
| | Elsewhere, my Savior, than upon Thy breast. |
| 5. | And all the other days that make my life, |
| | Marked by no special joy or grief or strife, |
| | Days filled with quiet duties, trivial care, |
| | Burdens too small for other hearts to share; |
| 6. | Spend Thou those days with me, all shall be |
| | Thine, |
| | So shall the darkest hour with glory shine. |
| | Then when these earthly years have passed |
| | away, |
| | Let me be with Thee in the perfect day. |