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The Valley of the Shadow of Death
Olney Hymns, William Cowper, from Cowper's Poems, Sheldon & Company, New York
The Valley of the Shadow of Death
Olney Hymns, William Cowper, from Cowper's Poems, Sheldon & Company, New York
My soul is sad, and much dismay'd; See, from the ever-burning lake, Their fiery arrows reach the mark, I hate the thought that wrongs the Lord; Come, then, and chase the cruel host,See, Lord, what legions of my foes,
With fierce Apollyon at their head,
My heavenly pilgrimage oppose!
How like a smoky cloud they rise!
With horrid blasts my soul they shake,
With storms of blasphemies and lies.
My throbbing heart with anguish tear;
Each lights upon a kindres spark,
And finds abundant fuel there.
Oh! I would drive it from my breast,
With Thy own sharp two-edged sword,
Far as the east is from the west.
Heal the deep wounds I have received!
Nor let the power of darkness boast,
