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Strange and mysterious is my life.
What opposites I feel within!
A stable peace, a constant strife;
The rule of grace, the power of sin:
Too often I am captive led,
|:Yet daily triumph in my Head.:|

I prize the privilege of prayer,
But oh! what backwardness to pray!
Though on the Lord I cast my care,
I feel its burden every day;
I seek His will in all I do,
|:Yet find my own is working too.:|

I call the promises my own,
And prize them more
than mines of gold;
Yet though their sweetness
I have known,
They leave me unimpressed and cold
One hour upon the truth I feed,
|:The next I know not what I read.:|

I love the holy day of rest,
When Jesus meets
His gathered saints;
Sweet day, of all the week the best!
For its return my spirit pants:
Yet often, through my unbelief,
|:It proves a day of guilt and grief.:|

While on my Savior I rely,
I know my foes shall lose their aim,
And therefore dare their power defy,
Assured of conquest
through His Name,
But soon my confidence is slain,
|:And all my fears return again.:|

Thus different powers
within me strive,
And grace and sin by turns prevail;
I grieve, rejoice, decline, revive,
And victory hangs in doubtful scale:
But Jesus has His promise passed,
|:That grace shall overcome at last.:|

marker 99
Meter: 8 8 8 8 8 8 extended
      Dates: 1779,1864
      Bible Refs: 1 Co 10:13; Gal 5:17;
      Name: SOLID ROCK
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 r 8 8 8
        Dates: 1863

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