A memorial volume of sacred poetry by the late Sir John Bowring. To which is prefixed, a memoir of the author, by Lady Bowring |
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God our Strength.
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God our Strength.
Have ye not seen? have ye not heard?
And hath it not been told to you?
“From the beginning,” that the Lord
Will strengthen, will uphold you?
If, struggling through life's weary race,
You keep His law, and seek His face.
And hath it not been told to you?
“From the beginning,” that the Lord
Will strengthen, will uphold you?
If, struggling through life's weary race,
You keep His law, and seek His face.
Yes! ye have heard, and ye have seen,
The Wise,—the Great,—the Holy,
Will ever be what He hath been,
The refuge of the lowly;
Who from the depth of prayer's recess,
Seek strength from His almightiness.
The Wise,—the Great,—the Holy,
Will ever be what He hath been,
The refuge of the lowly;
Who from the depth of prayer's recess,
Seek strength from His almightiness.
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Was it not told you from the first
He faints not, tires not ever?
He still is merciful as erst,
His glory waneth never!
We pine in pain and pass away,
He knows nor darkness nor decay.
He faints not, tires not ever?
He still is merciful as erst,
His glory waneth never!
We pine in pain and pass away,
He knows nor darkness nor decay.
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