When my soul is burdend and weary
From circumstances bleak and dreary,
When by doubts I feel oppressed
And my faith is put to the test,
These trails I do not just endure
In Your Providence I am secure,
And my soul finds its resting place
At the throne of Your great grace,
And my hope stands firm in this
You unchanging faithfulness,
Your promises are ever true
And Your mercies each day new.
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