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In trouble and in grief O God Thy smile




In trouble and in grief, O God,
Thy smile hath cheered my way;
And joy hath budded from each thorn
That round my footsteps lay.


The hours of pain have yielded good
Which prosperous days refused;
As herbs, though scentless when entire,
Spread fragrance when they’re bruised.


The oak strikes deeper as its boughs
By furious blasts are driven;
So life’s tempestuous storms the more
Have fixed my heart in heaven.


All-glorious Lord! whate’er my lot
In other times may be,
I’ll welcome still the heaviest grief
That brings me near to Thee.


---Alternative verses---


All-gracious Lord! whate’er my lot
In other times may be,
I’ll welcome still the heaviest grief
That brings me near to Thee.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
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      MUSIC
      Name: ST. PETER
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1836
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