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Like a river, glorious

Frances Ridley Havergal (1836-1879)
Verse 1
Like a river, glorious Is God's perfect peace, Over all victorious In its bright increase; Perfect, yet it floweth Fuller every day, Perfect, yet it groweth Deeper all the way.
Chorus
Stayed upon Christ Jesus, Hearts are fully blest; Finding, as He promised, Perfect peace and rest.
Verse 2
Hidden in the hollow Of His blessed hand, Never foe can follow, Never traitor stand; Not a surge of worry, Not a shade of care, Not a blast of hurry Touch the spirit there.
Verse 3
Every joy or trial Falleth from above, Traced upon our dial By the Sun of Love. We must trust Him fully All for us to do; They who trust Him wholly Find Him wholly true.

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