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"Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed;

I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;

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

3 "When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;
For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

4 "When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

5

"The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,
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."

272 NEWLAND S. M.

"K," in Rippon's Selection, 1787

Henry J. Gauntlett, 1858

I The Lord my Shep-herd is,

I shall be

well

sup- plied:

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Since He is mine and I am His, What can I want be side? A-MEN.

2 He leads me to the place

Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim;
And guides me in His own right

way,

For His most holy Name.

273 (NEWLAND) S. M.

I MY times are in Thy hand;

My God, I wish them there;
My life, my friends, my soul, I leave
Entirely to Thy care.

2 My times are in Thy hand,

Whatever they may be ;
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to Thee.

4 While He affords His aid

I cannot yield to fear; Though I should walk through death's dark shade,

My Shepherd's with me there.

5 The bounties of Thy love

Shall crown my following days; Nor from Thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak Thy praise. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719

3 My times are in Thy hand;
Why should I doubt or fear?
A Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.

4 My times are in Thy hand,
Jesus the crucified;

The hand my cruel sins had pierced
Is now my guard and guide.

William F. Lloyd, c. 1838

The dis tant scene,-one step e - nough for me.
Pride ruled my will: remem - - ber

A - MEN.

not

past years.

275 CHESTER C. M. D.

Dratory Hymns, 1868

I Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord, In Thee I

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put my trust;

En couraged by Thy ho ly word, A fee ble child of dust:

I O Love Di - vine, that stooped to share Our sharp-est pang, our bitterest tear,

On Thee we cast each earth-born care; We smile at pain while Thou art near. A-MEN.

Re-served for all the heirs of grace; O be that ref - uge mine! A - MEN.