I thank Thee, Savior! for the grief,
Thy goodness bids me bear,
And for each word of sweet relief,
That saves me from despair.
2 I see but dimly all Thy ways,
Nor may each purpose tell,
But this I know to wake my praise:
Thou doest all things well.
3 The way of life is by the cross,
The glowing fires along,
Which serve to purge away the dross
And make the spirit strong.
4 To me, O Lord! Thy grace impart
Each trial to abide,
And ever let my bleeding heart
Cling to Thy bleeding side.
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First Line: | I thank Thee, Savior! for the grief |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Topic: | Christian Life and Hope; The Walk of Godliness: Cross and Consolation |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Author from Index: M. Loy |