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9*. We Cannot Always Trace the Way | 8,8,8,4. |
| by Sir J. Bowering |
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| 1 | We cannot always trace the way | Isaiah 42:16; 1 John 4:8 |
| Where Thou, our gracious Lord, dost move; |
| But we can always surely say, |
| That God is love. |
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| 2 | When fear its gloomy cloud will fling | Isaiah 8:14 |
| O'er earth—our souls, to heaven above, |
| As to their sanctuary, spring, |
| For God is love. |
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| 3 | When clouds hang o'er our darkened path, | 2 Corinthians 1:3 |
| We'll check our dread, each doubt reprove; |
| For here each saint sweet comfort hath, |
| That God is love. |
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| 4 | Yes, Thou art love—a truth like this |
| Can every gloomy thought remove, |
| And turn our tears and woes to bliss; |
| Our God is love. |
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