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[A follower of Thy patient Son]

Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from Me. —xxvi. 39.

A follower of Thy patient Son,
I would the bitter cup decline,
Yet let Thy sovereign will be done,
My own I patiently resign,
And calmly rest, whate'er I feel,
Assured Thou art my Father still.