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[Out of the iron furnace brought]

Stand still, and see the salvation of the Lord. —xiv. 13.

Out of the iron furnace brought,
Whither shall we for refuge fly?
Ere by our fierce pursuers caught,
Jesus, Thou hear'st our suppliant cry;
Thou bidd'st us humbly wait on Thee:
And lo, in patient faith we stand,
The wonders of Thy grace to see,
The saving power of Thy right-hand.