Oh, happy they who know the Lord,
With whom He deigns to dwell;
He feeds and cheers them by His word,
His arm supports them well.

His presence cheers us in our cares,
And makes our burden light;
His gracious words dispel our fears,
And gilds the gloom of night.

When nature sinks, and spirits droop,
His promises of grace
Are pillars to support my hope,
And there I write His praise.

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