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C. M.
Thou hast loosed my bonds.
Psalm 116:16.
Now to thy heavenly Father’s praise,
My heart, thy tribute bring;
That goodness which prolongs my days,
With grateful pleasure sing.
2 Whene’er he sends afflicting pains,
His mercy holds the rod;
His powerful word the heart sustains,
And speaks a faithful God.
3 A faithful God is ever nigh
When humble grief implores;
His ear attends each plaintive sigh,
He pities and restores.
4 Lord, I am thine, for ever thine,
Nor shall my purpose move;
Thy hand, that loosed my bonds of pain,
Has bound me with thy love.
Mrs. Steele.