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1
Long plunged in sorrow, I resign My soul to that dear hand of Thine, Without reserve or fear; That hand shall wipe my streaming eyes, Or into smiles of glad surprise Transform the falling tear.
DLong
plunged
A
in
D
sorrow,
Em
I
Are
D
sign
My
G
soul
to
D
that
dear
E7
hand
of
A
Thine,
With
D
out
re
Bm
serve
E7
or
A
fear;
That
D
hand
shall wipe my
A
streaming
D
eyes,
Or
Bm
into
G
smiles
D
of
Em
glad
sur
A
prise
Trans
G
form
the
Dfall
A7
ing
G-D
tear.
2
Adieu! ye vain delights of earth; Insipid sports, and childish mirth, I taste no sweets in you; Unknown delights are in the cross, All joy beside to me is dross; And Jesus thought so too.
Adieu! ye vain delights of earth;
Insipid sports, and childish mirth,
I taste no sweets in you;
Unknown delights are in the cross,
All joy beside to me is dross;
And Jesus thought so too.
D AAdieu!
D
ye
vain
Em A
delights
D
of
earth;
GInsipid
D
sports,
and
E7
childish
A
mirth,
I
D
taste
no
Bm
sweets
E7
in
A
you;
DUnknown
delights are
A
in
the
D
cross,
All
Bm
joy
G
beside
D
to
Em
me
is
A
dross;
And
G
Jesus
D
thought
A7
so
G-D
too.
3
The Cross! O ravishment and bliss— How grateful e’en its anguish is; Its bitterness how sweet! There every sense, and all the mind, In all her faculties refined, Taste happiness complete.
The Cross! O ravishment and bliss—
How grateful e'en its anguish is;
Its bitterness how sweet!
There every sense, and all the mind,
In all her faculties refined,
Taste happiness complete.
DThe
Cross!
A
O
D Em
ravishment
A
and
D
bliss—
How
G
grateful
D
e'en
its
E7
anguish
A
is;
Its
D Bm
bitterness
E7
how
A
sweet!
There
D
every
sense, and
A
all
the
D
mind,
In
Bm
all
her
G D Em
faculties
A
refined,
Taste
G D
happiness
A7 G-D
complete.
4
Self-love no grace in sorrow sees, Consults her own peculiar ease: ’Tis all the bliss she knows; But nobler aims true love employ. In self-denial is her joy, In suffering her repose.
Self-love no grace in sorrow sees,
Consults her own peculiar ease:
’Tis all the bliss she knows;
But nobler aims true love employ.
In self-denial is her joy,
In suffering her repose.
DSelf-love
A
no
D
grace
in
Em A
sorrow
D
sees,
GConsults
her
D
own
E7
peculiar
A
ease:
’Tis
D
all
the
Bm
bliss
E7
she
A
knows;
But
D
nobler
aims true
A
love
D
employ.
In
Bm G
self-denial
D
is
Em
her
joy,
In
G D
suffering
A7
her
G-D
repose.
5
Thy choice and mine shall be the same, Inspirer of that holy flame Which must forever blaze! To take the cross and follow Thee, Where love and duty lead, shall be My portion and my praise.
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Long plunged in sorrow, I resign
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