Through all the changing scenes of life,
In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.
The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;
Deliverance he affords to all
Who make his name their trust.
O make but trial of his love.
Experience will decide
How blest are they, and only they,
Who in his truth confide.
Fear him, ye saints, and you will then
Have nothing else to fear:
Make you his service your delight,
He’ll make your wants his care.
Tate and Brady
I love your flowers, these lily of the valley are beautiful! What media are you using?
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