Nous savons, du reste, que toutes choses concourent au bien de ceux qui aiment Dieu, de ceux qui sont appelés selon son dessein.
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And did my S ov’reign die
Would He devote that sacred head
For s uch a w orm as I
Where I f irst saw the light
And the burden of my heart rolled a way
It was t here by faith I rec eived my si ght
And n ow I am happy all the day
He groaned up on the t ree
Am azing pity grace unknown
And l ove be yond degr ee
Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut His glories in
When Christ the Mighty Maker died
For man the creature’s sin
Thus might I hide my blushing face
Whilst His dear cross appears
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness
And melt mine eyes to tears
But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe
Here Lord I give myself away
‘Tis all that I can do