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Rom. 14:7, 9.
Blest be thy love, dear Lord,
That taught us this sweet way,
Only to love thee for thyself,
And for that love obey.
2 O thou, our souls’ chief hope!
We to thy mercy fly;
Where’er we are, thou canst protect,
Whate’er we need, supply.
3 Whether we sleep or wake,
To thee we both resign;
By night we see, as well as day,
If thy light on us shine.
4 Whether we live or die,
Both we submit to thee;
In death we live, as well as life,
If thine in death we be.
John Austin.