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Let the world despise and leave me,—
Once they left my Saviour too;
Let all human hopes deceive me,
Thou wilt never be untrue:
And whilst Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love and might!
Foes may hate and friends disown me,
Yet the darkness shall be light.
Go, then, earthly fame and treasure;
Come, disaster, scorn and pain!
In Thy service pain is pleasure,
With thy favour loss is gain.
I have learned to call Thee Father,
I have fixed my heart on Thee;
Storms may howl and clods may gather,
All must work for good to me.
Man may trouble and distress me,
'T will but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Thou canst give me sweetest rest,
O, 't is not in grief to harm me,
While Thy love is left to me;
O, t'were not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee!
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8 7 8 7 D
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