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soul by these gloomy thoughts; | soul by these gloomy thoughts; but God would not suffer thee. And often, when I am led astray, and am almost ready to murmur at the ways of providence, because I cannot see the great design of God in sending them, have I been checked by His long-suffering and gracious mercy, teaching me that I am wrong, and gently drawing me back to him; and I have been forced to exclaim, how wonderful, Oh God, is they forbearing love, and how great are all thy tender mercies which thou art daily manifesting toward us. Still, through all this, my hard heart has remained so cold and thankless. Oh, we never, never | ||
but God would not suffer thee. | |||
And often, when I am led astray, | |||
and am almost ready to murmur | |||
at the ways of providence, | |||
because I cannot see the great design | |||
of God in sending them, have I | |||
been checked by His long-suffering | |||
and gracious mercy, teaching | |||
me that I am wrong, and gently | |||
drawing me back to him; and I | |||
have been forced to exclaim, how | |||
wonderful, Oh God, is they forbearing | |||
love, and how great are all thy | |||
tender mercies which thou art | |||
daily manifesting toward us. | |||
Still, through all this, my hard | |||
heart has remained so cold and | |||
thankless. | |||
Latest revision as of 15:38, 19 January 2021
soul by these gloomy thoughts; but God would not suffer thee. And often, when I am led astray, and am almost ready to murmur at the ways of providence, because I cannot see the great design of God in sending them, have I been checked by His long-suffering and gracious mercy, teaching me that I am wrong, and gently drawing me back to him; and I have been forced to exclaim, how wonderful, Oh God, is they forbearing love, and how great are all thy tender mercies which thou art daily manifesting toward us. Still, through all this, my hard heart has remained so cold and thankless. Oh, we never, never