God makes a path, provides a guide, And feeds in wilderness; His glorious Name, while breath remains, O that I may confess. Lost many a time, I had no guide, No house but hollow tree; In stormy winter night, no fire, No food, no company. In Him I found a house, a bed, A table, company; No cup so bitter but made sweet, Where God shall sweetening be.
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