163. While Created Things Are Wasting

8,7,8,7,4,7.
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While created things are wasting,
 
Still our God abides the same;
 
All His words are everlasting,
 
All His works His love proclaim;
 
Blood-bought children,
 
Sing we praises to His name.
“<<A Psalm of David.>> Unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul.” (Psalm 25:1)
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