Ah! why should doubts and fears arise
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Ah! why should doubts and fears arise,And sorrow fill my weeping eyes?Too slow, alas! the mind receivesThe comforts that the gospel gives.
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O, for a strong, a lasting faith,To rest on what the Almighty saith!To heed the message of his Son,And call the joys of heaven my own.
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Then, should the earth's old pillars shake,And all the wheels of nature break,My steadfast soul would fear no moreThan solid rocks when billows roar.