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The Fulfilment of God’s Promise Sure. Hab. 2. 3

1 My soul shall with wonder proclaim
  The love of my Father and God,
  Whose promises ever remain,
  And each in its course is made good;
  They’re great, and exceeding great too;
  More precious than rubies by far;
  Like streams from the fountain they flow,
  And Zion preserve from despair.

2 Like Abra’m and Sarah, have I
  Endeavoured with reason and wit,
  Some blessing to get and enjoy
  Much sooner than God promised it;
  Like them too, I’ve proved in the end,
  My labour brought bondage and pain;
  And yet (O how faithful’s my Friend!)
  In due time the true blessing came.