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There's a little word that the Lord has giv'n
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| 1. | There's a little word that the Lord has giv'n |
| | For our help in the hour of need: |
| | Let us reckon ourselves to be dead to sin, |
| | To be dead and dead indeed. |
| | Let us reckon, reckon, reckon, |
| | Let us reckon, rather than feel; |
| | Let us be true to the reck'ning, |
| | And He will make it real. |
| 2. | There's another word that the Lord has giv'n, |
| | In the very same verse we read, |
| | Let us reckon ourselves as alive to Him, |
| | As alive and alive indeed. |
| 3. | While we trust in feeling or inward frames |
| | We shall always be tossed about, |
| | Let us anchor fast to the Word of God, |
| | And reckon away our doubt. |
| 4. | As the mariner, when the skies are dim, |
| | Sails on by his compass true; |
| | So our faith would cling to the promise firm, |
| | And reckon the journey through. |
| 5. | O how sweet it is to be anchored fast |
| | To a hope that can never fail; |
| | Let us reckon on with a firmer trust, |
| | Till we anchor within the veil. |
| 6. | You may claim the promise from every pain, |
| | You may know His power to heal; |
| | But your faith must rest in His word alone, |
| | And reckon, rather then feel. |