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• My heart reply'd without delay,
" I'll seek my father's face.”
Nor frown my soul away;
In a distresling day. 3 Should friends and kindred near and dear,
Leave me to want or die,
And all my need fupply.
Had not my soul believ'd,
Nor was my hope deceiv’d. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling faints,
And keep your courage up';
And far exceed your hope.
Storm and thunder. InIVE to the Lord, ye fons of fame,
G Give to the Lord renown and pow'r; Ascribe due honours to his name,
And his eternal might adore.
Over the ocean and the land ;
And lightnings blaze at his command. 3 He speaks, and tempest, hail, and wind,
Lay the wide forest bare around ;