I Thank Thee, Lord, That I Can Cast
My Burdens All On Thee;
Though I Be Tempted, Thou Has Died
To Bear Them All For Me.

O Jesus, I Will Cling To Thee,
I’ll Love Thee More And More;
I’ll Place My Trembling Hand In Thine
Until The Battle’s O’er.

Though Tried And Pressed, Yet I Will Trust,
This One Thing I Can Do;
I’ll Lean Upon Thy Loving Breast,
Thou’lt Guide Me Safely Through.

Though Raging Storms About Me Sweep,
And Fiery Billows Roll,
To Thee, Dear Lord, I Humbly Trust
The Keeping Of My Soul.

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