My times of sorrow and of joy
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My times of sorrow and of joy,Great God, are in thy hand;My choicest comforts come from thee,And go at thy command.
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If thou shouldst take them all away,Yet would I not repine;Before they were possessed by me,They were entirely thine.
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Nor would I drop a murmuring word,Though the whole world were gone,But seek enduring happinessIn thee, and thee alone.