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God holds the key of all unknown,
And I am glad;
If other hands should hold the key,
Or if He trusted it to me,
|:I might be sad.:|
What if tomorrow’s cares were here
Without its rest!
I’d rather He unlocked the day;
And, as the hours swing open, say,
|:”My will is best.”:|
The very dimness of my sight
Makes me secure;
For, groping in my misty way,
I feel His hand: I hear Him say,
|:My help is sure.”:|
I cannot read His future plans;
But this I know:
I have the smiling of His face,
And all the refuge of His grace,
|:While here below.:|
Enough! This covers all my wants,
And so I rest!
For what I cannot, He can see,
And in His care I saved shall be,
|:For ever blest:|
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| 2000 | # 183 | | 1969 | # 79 | | 1964 | # 418 | | | # 743 |
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GOD HOLDS THE KEY
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8 4 8 8 4
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 418 | A | | # 743 | Ab | | # 79 | G |
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