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319 Weary Pilgrim


Come and taste, along with me,
The weary pilgrim's consolation;
Boundless mercy running free,
The earnest of complete salvaltion:
Joy and peace in Christ I find,
My heart to Him is all resigned;
The fullness of His pow'r I prove,
The sweetness of redeeming love;
Jesus is the pilgrim's portion,
Love as boundless as the ocean.

When the world or flesh would rise,
And strive to draw me from my Savior;
Strangers slight, or friends despise,
I then more highly prize His favor.
Friends, believe me when I tell,
If Christ be present, all is well;
The world and flesh in vain may rise,
I all their efforts do despise:
In the world I've tribulation,
But in Christ I've consolation.

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