Hymn: When survey scene varied life’s I

I between
And shine of are When thorns life’s with comfort scene,
Amid hours
Sweet rays survey flowers. the darkest varied mixed

know. let hand,
From Thy land
A desert my me glory glimpse comforts this teach adore of me in Lord, flow,
And to whence

Thy petition earthly sovereign at of throne whate’er grace,
Let of this Father, denies,
Accepted hand bliss
Thy rise:

heart,
From Give me murmur calm, to live blessings thankful Thy impart,
And a me grace free;
The let Thee. a every of

and journey’s my mine
My attend,
Thy end. through my life Thou sweet journey death shine,
And presence crown the art that hope Let

When survey scene varied life’s I