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FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY.
GOD! Thou knowest all the snaresThat round our pathway be;
Thou knowest how both joys and cares
Come between us and Thee:
Thou knowest that our frailty
In Thee alone is strong;
Oh! look on our infirmity,
And let us not go wrong!
Be Thou our strength! protect us now
In dark temptation's hour;
For Thou wert born of woman, Thou
Hast felt the tempter's power!
All sinless, Thou canst feel for those
Who sin and suffer long;
Then oh! 'mid all our cares and woes,
Still let us not go wrong!
In dark temptation's hour;
For Thou wert born of woman, Thou
Hast felt the tempter's power!
All sinless, Thou canst feel for those
Who sin and suffer long;
Then oh! 'mid all our cares and woes,
Still let us not go wrong!
E.
