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Clouds and darkness round about thee
For a season veil thy face:
Still I trust and can not doubt thee,
Jesus, full of truth and grace:
Resting on thy word I stand:
None shall pluck me from thy hand.
Oh, rebuke me not in anger;
Suffer not my faith to fail;
Let not pain, temptation, languor
O’er my struggling heart prevail!
Holding fast thy word I stand:
None shall pluck me from thy hand.
In my heart thy word I cherish;
Though unseen, thou still are near;
Since thy sheep shall never perish,
What have I to do with fear?
Trusting in thy word I stand:
None shall pluck me from thy hand.
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 7 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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ALFORD
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8 7 8 7 7 7
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