273. O Lord! How Does Thy Mercy Throw

8,7.
by Littlewood
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O Lord! how does Thy mercy throw
 
Its guardian shadow o’er us,
 
Preserving while we’re here below,
 
Safe to the rest before us.
2
As weaker than a bruisèd reed,
 
We cannot do without Thee;
 
We want Thee here each hour of need,
 
Shall want Thee too in glory.
“I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.” (John 15:5)
“Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.” (Hebrews 4:16)
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And though our efforts now to praise,
 
Are often cold and lowly,
 
A nobler, sweeter song we’ll raise
 
With all Thy saints, in glory.
“The four and twenty elders fall down before him that sat on the throne, and worship him that liveth for ever and ever, and cast their crowns before the throne, saying.” (Revelation 4:10)
“Giving thanks unto the Father, which hath made us meet to be partakers of the inheritance of the saints in light.” (Colossians 1:12)
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We’ll lay our trophies at Thy feet,
 
We’ll worship and adore Thee,
 
Whose precious blood has made us meet
 
To dwell with Thee in glory.
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