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COMPLAINING.
From the same.
Thou, Lord, my power and wisdom art;
O, do not then reject my heart!
Thy clay that weeps, Thy dust I am
That calls; O, put me not to shame!
O, do not then reject my heart!
Thy clay that weeps, Thy dust I am
That calls; O, put me not to shame!
Thy glories, Lord, in all things shine,
Thine is the deed, the praise is Thine:
A feeble, helpless creature, I
Do at Thy pleasure live or die.
Thine is the deed, the praise is Thine:
A feeble, helpless creature, I
Do at Thy pleasure live or die.
Art Thou all Justice?—shows Thy Word
Through every page an angry Lord?
Am I all tears?—Is this to live?
Is all my business here to grieve?
Through every page an angry Lord?
Am I all tears?—Is this to live?
Is all my business here to grieve?
Fill not my life's short hour with pain;
Or, O! contract the wretched span:
So shall I mount from sorrow free,
And find relief and heaven in Thee.
Or, O! contract the wretched span:
So shall I mount from sorrow free,
And find relief and heaven in Thee.
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