Grace And Providence.
Almighty King! whose wondrous hand Supports the weight of sea and land, Whose grace is such a boundless store, No heart shall break that sighs for more. Thy providence supplies my food, And tis thy blessing makes it good; My soul is nourishd by thy word, Let soul and body praise the Lord. My streams of outward comfort came From him who built this earthly frame; Whateer I want his bounty gives, By whom my soul for ever lives. Either his hand preserves from pain, Or, if I feel it, heals again; From Satans malice shields my breast, Or overrules it for the best. Forgive the song that falls so low Beneath the gratitude I owe! It means thy praise, however poor; An angels song can do no more.
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