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Eternal Beam of Light Divine
By Charles Wesley (17071788)
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Fountain of unexhausted love,
In whom the Father’s glories shine,
Through earth beneath and heaven above;
Give me thy easy yoke to bear;
With steadfast patience arm my breast,
With spotless love and lowly fear.
Prepared and mingled by thy skill;
Though bitter to the taste it be,
Powerful the wounded soul to heal.
So shall each murmuring thought be gone,
And grief, and fear, and care shall fly,
As clouds before the midday sun.
Say to my trembling heart, “Be still”;
Thy power my strength and fortress is,
For all things serve thy sovereign will.
Thy boasted victory, O Grave?
Who shall contend with God? or who
Can hurt whom God delights to save?