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Oh, happy they who know the Lord, With whom He deigns to dwell; He feeds and cheers them by His word, His arm supports them well. His presence cheers us in our cares, And makes our burden light; His gracious words dispel our fears, And gilds the gloom of night. When nature sinks, and spirits droop, His promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write His praise. |