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1141.

[For I, the Lord, thy God abide]

For I the Lord thy God will hold, &c. —xli. 13, 14.

For I, the Lord, thy God abide,
Till to the utmost saved thou art:
Be not afraid, 'tis I, thy Guide,
Who hold thy hand, and keep thy heart;
'Tis I, thy trembling heart assure,
With peace which none can take away,
And arm with patience to endure,
And save thee to the perfect day.
On Me thy constant Helper trust,
Thou abject worm despised by all;
They shall not crush thee in the dust
When I have raised thee from thy fall:
Thee from thy fall I soon will raise,
The purchase dear of blood Divine,
'Stablish thy feeble heart with grace,
And make My glorious fulness thine.