Hymn 335 — Lord, Thy ways are past our searching,
| 335 | E. H. CHATER | 8.7.8.7. |
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Lord, Thy ways are past our searching, Infinite Thy holy mind! Thou dost break earth's links asunder, To Thyself our souls dost bind. | |
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By the cords of love Thou drawest Each blest object of Thy grace; Thou wilt daily keep us near Thee, Till in heav'n we see Thy face. | |
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Many foes surround our footsteps; None shall mar our joy in Thee! Soon will change earth's toil and sorrow For a bright eternity. | |
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We would trust Thee without seeing, Knowing that Thy way is best; Dark or bright, in Thee confiding, Shall our hearts find peace and rest. | |