Though waves and storms go o'er my head,
Though health and strength and friends be gone,
Though joy be withered all and dead, And every comfort be withdrawn;
On this my steadfast soul relies —
Jesus, Thy mercy never dies !
Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail and flesh decay;
This anchor shall my soul sustain When earth's foundations melt away:
Mercy's full power I then shall prove,
Loved with an everlasting love.
> John Smith, in The Kesfunck Week, 1905, p. 164. JAS.-JUDE — 28
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