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SACRED SONGS

6 Not all that men on earth can do,

Nor pow'rs on high, nor pow'rs below, Shall caufe his mercy to remove,

Or wean our hearts from Chrift, our love.

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XIII.

Chrift the Believer's Strength. 2 Cor. xii. 7,& c.

LET me but hear ET me but hear my Saviour fay, Strength fhall be equal to the day:' Then I rejoice in deep diftrefs, Leaning on all fufficient grace.

2 I glory in infirmity,

That Chrift's own pow'r may reft on me: When I am weak, then am I ſtrong, Grace is my fhield, and Chrift my fong.

3 I can do all things, or can bear

All fuff'rings, if my Lord be there; Sweet pleaſures mingle with the pains, While his left hand my head fuftains.

4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn, And we attempt the work alone, When new temptations fpring and rife, We find how great our weaknefs is.