Oh praise the Lord who makes all good, and will;
Whether he life or death bestows, 'tis good.
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THE WIND THAT BLOWS, THAT WIND IS BEST
Whichever way the wind doth blow,
Some heart is glad to have it so;
Then blow it east or blow it west,
The wind that blows, that wind is best.
My little craft sails not alone;
A thousand fleet from every zone