I???ll bless the Lord from day to day; How good are all His ways! Ye humble souls that use to pray, Come, help my lips to praise. Sing to the honor of His Name, How a poor sufferer cried, Nor was his hope exposed to shame, Nor was his suit denied. When threatening sorrows round me stood, And endless fears arose, Like the loud billows of a flood, Redoubling all my woes; I told the Lord my sore distress, With heavy groans and tears; He gave my sharpest torments ease, And silenced all my fears. O sinners, come and taste His love, Come, learn His pleasant ways; And let your own experience prove The sweetness of His grace. He bids His angels pitch their tents Round where His children dwell; What ills their heav???nly care prevents No earthly tongue can tell. O love the Lord, ye saints of His; His eye regards the just: How richly blessed their portion is Who make the Lord their trust! Young lions, pinched with hunger, roar And famish in the wood; But God supplies His holy poor With every needful good.
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