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Not from relentless fate's dark womb

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns, Embracing all the Varieties of Subjects #P94 (1808) Languages: English

Not from relentless fate's dark womb

Hymnal: The Philadelphia Hymn Book; or, a selection of sacred poetry, consisting of psalms and hymns from Watts...and others, adapted to public and private devotion #161 (1819)

Not from relentless fate's dark womb

Hymnal: A Selection of Sacred Poetry #161 (1818) Languages: English

Not from relentless fate's dark womb

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns #161 (1846) Languages: English

Not from relentless fate's dark womb

Hymnal: A Selection of Sacred Poetry #161 (1812) Topics: Government and providence of God Scripture: Job 5:6 Languages: English

Not from relentless fate's dark womb

Hymnal: The Universalist Hymn-Book #309 (1836)

God appointeth Afflictions

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #30 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Not from relentless fate's dark womb Lyrics: 1 Not from relentless fate's dark womb, Or from the dust, our troubles come. No fickle chance presides o'er grief, To cause the pain, or send relief. 2 Look up, and see, ye sorrowing saints! The cause and cure of your complaints, Know, 'tis your heav'nly father's will: Bid ev'ry murmur then be still. 3 He sees, we need the painful yoke; Yet love directs his heaviest stroke. He takes no pleasure in our smart, But wounds to heal and cheer the heart. 4 Bless'd trials those, that cleanse from sin, And make the soul all pure within, Wean the fond mind from earthly toys, To seek and taste celestial joys! Topics: Of God Providence of God Languages: English

God Appointeth Affliction

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #39 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Not from relentless fate's dakr womb Lyrics: 1 Not from relentless fate's dark womb, Or from the dust our troubles come. No fickle chance presides o'er grief, To cause the pain, or send relief. 2 Look up, and see, ye sorrowing saints! The cause and cure of your complaints: Know, 'tis your heavenly Father's will: Bid every murmur then be still. 3 He sees, we need the painful yoke; Yet love directs His heaviest stroke. He takes no pleasure in our smart, But wounds to heal and cheer the heart. 4 Blest trials those that cleanse from sin, And make the soul all pure within, Wean the fond mind from earthly toys, To seek and taste celestial joys! Topics: God the Father Providence Languages: English