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When, drooping, on my way I go,
That sweet assurance can bestow
Peace in the darkest hour: I know
            He loveth me.

It smoothes for me the roughest road,
It bears me o'er the rising flood;
All things together work for good.
            He loveth me.

It is the shadow from the heat,
It is the star to guide my feet,
My pillow, and my night-song sweet,
            "He loveth me."

When clouds upon my spirit fall,
And sins affright, and fears appal,
Up, sinking heart, and tell Him all!
            He loveth me.

He loveth me! That thought hath flung
A joy and gladness o'er my song;
Its burden echoes all day long,
            "He loveth me."

He loveth me! Take courage, ye
Who sigh for Him you cannot see;
Sure, none should ever hopeless be.
            He loveth me.