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Often events which cause us grief
Leave such results behind
That in them, when we find relief,
We may God’s goodness find.
Too fond of fragile human props
Perchance we must be driven,
By loss of pleasant earthly hopes
To seek our rest in heaven.
He who afflicts his children loves,
However keen their smart;
And sorrow’s discipline removes
Much evil from the heart.
Earth to our Lord was dark and dim,
He saved his children thus;
And can the world which frowned on him
Have only smiles for us?
No, we are called to run the race
Which our Redeemer run;
Nor must we find a resting place
Where Christ the Lord had none.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Heb 12:6-10;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1853 | # 409 |
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