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PSALM XXVII.
OD is to me a gladdening light,A help when none is near;
The Lord is still my strength and life,
Say, whom then shall I fear?
Oh yes, When they who hate me strove
To sink my soul in hell,
Thy guardian hand was there to save,
And smote by Thee they fell.
Yea, though my foes encompass round,
My heart at peace shall be;
Though troubles rise on every side,
Yet I will trust in Thee.
One thing alone I ask the Lord,
In His loved courts to dwell;
To pass my days in serving Him,
And see His beauty still.
My heart at peace shall be;
Though troubles rise on every side,
Yet I will trust in Thee.
One thing alone I ask the Lord,
In His loved courts to dwell;
To pass my days in serving Him,
And see His beauty still.
Then when the hour of trouble comes,
His hand shall hold me fast,
And hide me in His secret fane,
Till every danger's past.
His hand shall hold me fast,
And hide me in His secret fane,
Till every danger's past.
