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CLV. Patience from an assurance of divine love

1 Dear Lord, though bitter is the cup,
Thy gracious hand pours out to me,
I cheerfully will drink it up,
That cannot hurt which comes from thee.

2 'Tis fill'd with thine unchanging love,
And not a drop of wrath is there;
The saints for ever bless'd above,
Were often most afflicted here.

3 From Jesus, thy incarnate Son,
I'll learn obedience to thy will;
And humbly kiss the chast'ning rod,
When its severest strokes I feel.

Text Information
First Line: Dear Lord, though bitter is the cup
Title: Patience from an assurance of divine love
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
Topic: Patience
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