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The Ills Of Life

By

William West

 


I do not know why sorrows fall
And tears and anguish are felt by all
That flowers bud that never bloom
On this temporal world gloom
And by man hand no help in sight
To quench the darts and Aleve this plight
So let it come oh come what will
The ills of life will not prevail

Oh a special grace he gives to me
To face the onslaughts of misery
The Rock of Ages my faithful friend
Who's lasting love has no end
For this world's placeboes cannot comfort me
And physicians of no valve can never see
So let it come oh come what will
The ills of life will not prevail

And when despair is all around
And in myself no strength is found
I lament and cry above
For my Father's unchanging love
I do not know why things take place
Till I see his wondrous face
So let it come oh come what will
The ills of life will not prevail

I'll fear not judgement I'll fear not Hell
The prince of accusers oh let him tell
I'll see my Lord in a robe so white
For by God's blood I have this right
I'll wear no guilt I'll wear no shame
Cause I've trusted the name of names
So let it come oh come what will
The ills of life will not prevail

For when death and corruption meet
And my flesh lies at their feet
I'll soar northward to that place
To streets of gold paved with grace
There with the saints I'll safely sing
The ills of life were such minor things
So let it come oh come what will
The ills of life will not prevail
The ills of life will not prevail
So let it come oh come what will
The ills of life did not prevail

 

John Wycliffe 1320-1384

John Wycliffe 1320-1384

 

John 10:9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.

 

 

 

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