“LORD, and what shall this man do?” | |
| Ask’st thou, Christian, for thy friend? | |
| If his love for Christ be true, | |
| Christ hath told thee of his end: | |
| This is he whom God approves, | 5 |
| This is he whom Jesus loves. | |
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| Ask not of him more than this, | |
| Leave it in His Saviour’s breast, | |
| Whether, early call’d to bliss, | |
| He in youth shall find his rest, | 10 |
| Or armed in his station wait | |
| Till his Lord be at the gate: | |
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| Whether in his lonely course | |
| (Lonely, not forlorn) he stay, | |
| Or with Love’s supporting force | 15 |
| Cheat the toil and cheer the way: | |
| Leave it all in His high hand | |
| Who doth hearts as streams command. 1 | |
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| Gales from heaven, if so He will, | |
| Sweeter melodies can wake | 20 |
| On the lonely mountain rill | |
| Than the meeting waters make. | |
| Who hath the Father and the Son, | |
| May be left, but not alone. | |
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| Sick or healthful, slave or free, | 25 |
| Wealthy, or despis’d and poor— | |
| What is that to him or thee, | |
| So his love to Christ endure? | |
| When the shore is won at last, | |
| Who will count the billows past? | 30 |
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| Only, since our souls will shrink | |
| At the touch of natural grief, | |
| When our earthly lov’d one sink, | |
| Lend us, Lord, Thy sure relief; | |
| Patient hearts, their pain to see, | 35 |
| And Thy grace, to follow Thee. | |
