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Text: | Oh, what a happy Lot is mine! |
Author: | Christiana Forsythe |
1 Oh, what a happy lot is mine,
Since God my portion is!
How blest am I, whate’er betide,
Since He has made me His!
2 Here in the gloomiest, darkest hour
Is cause for ceaseless joy!
Well may my heart enraptured sing,
And praise my tongue employ!
3 By Him my cup is daily filled
With mercies rich and free;
Whate’er I want in Him I find—
He’s all in all to me.
4 He watches o’er me day by day,
In Him I rest each night;
And soft and sweet the sleep He gives
Until the morning light.
5 Upon His arm of faithful love
My soul doth lean each hour;
His hand upholds me lest I fall;
He shields me by His power.
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First Line: | Oh, what a happy lot is mine |
Title: | Oh, what a happy Lot is mine! |
Author: | Christiana Forsythe |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1902 |