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Everlasting arms of love
Are beneath, around, above:
He who left his throne of light,
And unnumbered angels bright;
He who on the accurséd tree
Gave his precious life for me—
He it is that bears me on,
His the arm I lean upon.
He who now, enthroned above,
Still retains his heart of love,
Marking still each falling tear
Of his burdened pilgrims here;
He who wields creation’s rod,
He my Brother, yet my God;
Faithful he, whate’er betide,
Is my everlasting Guide!
All things hasten to decay,
Earth and seas will pass away;
Soon will yonder circling sun
Cease his lazing course to run.
Scenes will vary friends grow strange
But the Changeless can not change:
Gladly will I journey on,
With his arm to lean upon.
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7 7 7 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1866 | # 415 |
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ALBON
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7 7 7 7
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