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i’iRT III.]
HYMNS.
And thus far have brought me,
To put me to shame ?
5 Why should I complain
Of want or distress.
Temptation or pain ?
He told me no less:
The heirs of salvation,
I know from his word.
Thro’ much tribulation
Must follow their Lord.
6 How bitter that cup
No heart can conceive.
Which 'Jesus drank up
That sinners might live!
His way was much rougher
And darker than mine :
Did Jesus thus suffer,
And shall I repine ?
7 Since all that I meet
Shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet.
The med’cine is food :
Tho’ painful at present,
’Twill cease before long,
And then, O ! how pleasant
The conqueror’s song.
425.
The same. John xiv. 1—7*
T ET not your hearts with anxious thoughts
-*-i Be troubled or dismay’d ;
But trust in providence divine.
And trust my gracious aid.
j I to my Father’s house return ;
r. There nura’rous mansions s