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Let the whole race of creatures lie
Abased before their God;
Whate'er his sovereign voice has formed
He governs with a nod.
Ten thousand ages ere the skies
Were into motion brought,
All the long years and worlds to come
Stood present to his thought.
There's not a sparrow or a worm
But's found in his decrees;
He raises monarchs to their throne,
And sinks them as he please.
If light attends the course I run,
'Tis he provides those rays;
And 'tis his hand that hides my sun,
If darkness clouds my days.
Yet I would not be much concerned,
Nor vainly long to see
The volume of his deep decrees,
What months are writ for me.
When he reveals the book of life,
O may I read my name
Amongst the chosen of his love,
The followers of the Lamb!
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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