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Look Up, My Soul, Look Up Don Fortner (Tune: #187 — Blest be the Tie That Binds — SM)
1. Look up, my soul, look up, Be calm, my troubled breast. My FatherŐs hand prepares the cup; And what He wills is best.
2. Knowing my fears and dreads, He keeps my soul from harms; And underneath His mercy spreads Its everlasting arms.
3. His skill infallible, In providence and grace, GodŐs powŐr and truth, that never fall, Shall order all my ways.
4. Before my God IŐll dance, And every foe defy; My lifeŐs minutest circumstance Is subject to His eye.
5. O let me doubt no more, But in GodŐs pleasure rest! — His wisdom, love, and truth, and power, Engage to make me blest!
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