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Thou aged saint can words avail
Thou aged saint can words avail
1. Thou aged saint can words avail
Can tears afford relief
Can human sympathies prevail
To sooth thy bosom grief
2. In life how suddenly betide
Those evils that destroy
Twas but a moment to divide
Thy hopes and blasts thy joy
3. Deep is the wound and keen the dart
It stings thy inmost soul
And through the fibres of thy heart
Afflictions watters roll
4. But cease thy sorrow peace be calm
And let thy tears be dry
Sweet consolations softest balm
Is flowing from on high
5. It is the Lord his ways are just
Theres mercy in his rod
Thou knowest his goodness and can trust
The true and living God
6. Great are his blessing now in store
For the in faithfulness
Look through thy sorrows and adore
The hand that smites to bless
7. This sudden stroke has rent a chord
In twain that bound you here
But glorous will be your reward
When in that blessed sphere
8. When all is joy you wil rejoin
Your dear and favorite son
And glory in this deep design
Of the eternal One