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2 Cor. 12. 10.
When I am weake, then I am strong.
What Paradox is this, that there should beWeakness and strength at the same time in me?
A Paradox to Nature, not to Grace,
Where without contradiction both have place;
When I am weakin body, then I find
That I am strong i'th' vertues of the mind;
And when I am brought by affliction low,
Then I in spiritual comforts high do grow.
When of my self I cannot go nor stand,
Yet I supported by Gods heavenly hand
Can safely travel through a world of wo,
Yea, through the valley of deaths shadow go
And fear no ill; walk through a sea of troubles,
Yet never sink, counting the waves but bubbles,
Which my faith blowes away; my hope doth sound
The greatest depths, and even touch the ground;
When I am ready to be swallowed by
Deaths greedy jawes, faith sets me up on high
Like Moses on Mount Pisgah, whence I can
Behold a better Land, of Canaan.
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His glories in a blest eternity.
If so much strength to weakness doth belong,
Lord make me weak that thou maist make me strong.
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