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il Thy Will be done? 215
What Thou shalt to-day provide,
Let me as a child receive ; What to-morrow may betide
Calmly to thy wisdom leave : 'Tis enough that Thou wilt care; Why should I the burden bear ?
As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own, Knows he's neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone ; Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
Thus, preserv'd from Satan's wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears,
May I live upon Thy smiles Till the promised hour appears,
When the sons of God shall prove
All their Father's boundless love I
John Newton. 1779. |
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cc. Psalm CXXXI.
Jesus, cast a look on me ; Give me sweet simplicity, Make me poor and keep me low, Seeking only Thee to know;
Weaned from my lordly self Weaned from the miser's pelf, Weaned from the scorner's ways, Weaned from the lust of praise. |
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