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Chorus Trust and obey,   for there's no other
        way  To be happy in Jesus,                              Verse 5
        But to trust and obey.  4/5                             I know not what the future hath.
                                                                Of marvel or surprise,
        Verse 5
        Then in fellowship sweet                                Assured alone that life and death
        We will sit at His feet,                                His mercy underlies.  5/5
        Or we'll walk by His side in the way;                   HOME
                                                                280 A safe strong-hold our God is
        What he says we will do,  where he sends we             still,
        will go,
        Never fear, only trust and obey.                        Verse 1
                                                                A safe strrong-hold our God is still,
                                                                A trusty shield and weapon;
        Chorus Trust and obey,   for there's no other
        way  To be happy in Jesus,                              He'll help us clear from all the ill That hath us
        But to trust and obey.   5/5                            now o'er taken.

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        279 Who fathoms the eternal                             The ancient prince of hell
                                                                Hath risen with purpose fell;
        thought?                                                Strong mail of craft and power He weareth in

        Verse 1                                                 this hour;
        Who fathoms the eternal thought?                        On earth is not his fellow.  1/4
        Who talks of scheme and plan?
                                                                Verse 2
        The Lord is God! He needeth not                         With forces of arms we nothing can,
        The poor device of man.  1/5                            Full soon were we down ridden;
                                                                But for us fights the proper Man, Whom God
        Verse 2                                                 himself hath bidden.
        I see the wrong that round me lies,                     Ask ye: Who is this same?
        I feel the guilt within;                                Christ Jesus is his name,
                                                                The Lord Sabbaoth's Son;
        I hear, with groan and travail cries,                   He, and no other one,
        The world confess its sin.  2/5                         Shall conquer in the battle.  2/4

        Verse 3                                                 Verse 3
        Yet, in the maddening maze of things,                   And were this world all devils o'er,
        And tossed by storm and flood,                          And watching to devour us,
                                                                We lay it not to heart so sore; Not they can over
        To one fixed stake my spirit clings;                    power us.
        I know that God is  good!  3/5
                                                                And let the prince of ill
        Verse 4                                                 Look grim as e'er he will,
        And if my heart and flesh are weak                      He harms us not a whit;
        To bear an untried pain,                                For why? his doom is writ;
                                                                A word shall quickly slay him.  3/4
        The bruised reed he will not break,
        But strengthen and sustain.  4/5                        Verse 4


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