Thou Said It Well Thyself, O Lord My God


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Thou said it well thyself, O Lord my God,
That all the earth shall fall before Thy Love,
All hill, all vale, all crowded earth forgot,
Yet still remains Thy goodness, mercy, trust.
I trust Thee through the winter’s deepest cold,
Through silent hours and depths of sorrow, deep;
Through valley, shadow, youth and aged old,
I trust Thy goodness’ freshness still to keep.
Though I forget, and fall to tempter’s pow’r,
Though I remove myself from Thy good face,
Thy kindness shan’t depart, not for an hour;
Thy mercy like the spring, renews with grace.
I turn again to Thee, repent my course;
Thou art forever still my great reward.
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