Ever is a peril near me,
Ever have I grace to cheer me,
Ever in my woes I sigh,
Ever see I Jesus nigh.
Ever do my sins upbraid me,
Ever Jesus comes to aid me,
Ever woes around me throng,
Ever am I full of song.
Now I seated am in gladness,
Now I fall and lie in sadness,’ ..
Often weary and distrest,
Ever find in Jesus rest.
Thus is grief linked-to my gladness,
Sweet and bitter, joy and sadness
Fill the cup that I must drain
In this life of joy and pain.
But, 0 Jesus, ‘mid life’s sadness,
Grant that faith’s true joy and gladness,
Over sin and grief that quail,
Ever, ever may prevail. Amen.
Kingo: Aldrig er jeg unden Vaade
L 272 HCH 207 tr. C. Doving.
337. Trinity 11 - Saturday
Book of Family Prayer - Laache.
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