In joy and sorrow, life and death,
His love is still the same.
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C. M.
Entire submission.
And can my heart aspire so high,
To say—“My Father God!”
Lord, at thy feet I long to lie,
And learn to kiss the rod.
2 I would submit to all thy will,
In joy and sorrow, life and death,
His love is still the same.
C. M.
Entire submission.
And can my heart aspire so high,
To say—“My Father God!”
Lord, at thy feet I long to lie,
And learn to kiss the rod.
2 I would submit to all thy will,