1. Come un to me, when shadows dark-ly gather, When the sad heart is

weary and dis-tressed, Seek-ing for comfort from your heavn'ly Father,

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1. How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,

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Is laid for your

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I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent hand.

"When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;

For I will be with thee thy trials to bless,

And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

I will not, I will not desert to his foes;

That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I'll never, no never, no never forsake!"

1. Come, ye soldiers of the Lord, Ye who hear the Cap-tain's word,

To doubt and fear give thou no heed, The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, Broadcast it o'er the land.

And the full corn at length.

2 Thou know'st not which shall thrive, 4 Thou canst not toil in vain :

The late or early sown;
Grace keeps the precious germ alive,
When and wherever strown :

Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, Shall foster and mature the grain For garners in the sky.