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[Justly Thou hast my soul forsook]

Justly Thou hast my soul forsook
Throughout my evil days;
And still, O Lord, in vain I look
For Thy refreshing grace.
In darkness, weariness, and pain
I from the vale remove,
Nor can in cheerless age obtain
The comfort of Thy love.
Yet in the bottom of my heart,
A ray of hope I feel;
Thou wilt not finally depart,
Nor let me sink to hell.
If on Thy promise I rely
Till all these storms are pass'd,
Thou wilt not—canst not let me die,
Without Thy love at last.