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No joy without God.
Psalm 73.
Watts.
| God! my supporter and my hope, My help for ever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up When sinking in despair. | | 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness; Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. | | 3 Were I in heaven without my God, ’Twould be no joy to me; And while this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. | | 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint? God is my soul’s eternal rock, The strength of every saint. | |