427 Naomi
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sov'reign will denies; Accepted at Thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise: Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From ev'ry murmur free; The blessings of Thy grace impart, And make me live to Thee. Oh, let the hope that Thou art mine, My life and death attend; Thy presence thro' my journey shine, And crown my journey's end. Coda: Hallelujah, Hallelujah! |