Fierce passions discompose the mind

The words

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   Stanza 1. Fierce passions discompose the mind,As tempests vex the sea;But calm content and peace we find,When, LORD, we turn to thee.

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   Stanza 2. In vain by reason and by rule,We try to bend the will;For none, but in the Savior’s school,Can learn the heav’nly skill.

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   Stanza 3. Since at his feet my soul has sat,His gracious words to hear;Contented with my present state,I cast, on him, my care.

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   Stanza 4. “Art thou a sinner, soul? he said,Then how canst thou complain?How light thy troubles here, if weighedWith everlasting pain!

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   Stanza 5. If thou of murmuring wouldst be cured,Compare thy griefs with mine;Think what my love for thee endured,And thou wilt not repine.

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   Stanza 6. ’Tis I appoint thy daily lot,And I do all things well:Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot,And rise with me to dwell.

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   Stanza 7. In life my grace shall strength supply,Proportioned to thy day;At death thou still shalt find me nigh,To wipe thy tears away.”

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   Stanza 8. Thus I who once my wretched days,In vain repinings spent;Taught in my Savior’s school of grace,Have learned to be content.

Olney Hymns (1779), Book 1, Hymn 131. William Cowper. Public domain. CCEL transcription with modernized spelling. www.praylock.com/olney-hymns/1-131