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He Sendeth Sun, He Sendeth Shower Lyrics

He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower

Alike they're needful for the flower:

And joys and tears alike are sent

To give the soul fit nourishment

As comes to me or cloud or sun

Father! thy will, not mine, be done!

Can loving children e'er reprove

With murmurs whom they trust and love?

Creator! I would ever be

A trusting, loving child to thee:

As comes to me or cloud or sun

Father! thy will, not mine, be done!

Oh, ne'er will I at life repine:

Enough that thou hast made it mine

When falls the shadow cold of death

I yet will sing, with parting breath

As comes to me or shade or sun

Father! thy will, not mine, be done!