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I firm my foundation, as sinner my Lord

Laid my faith in thy excellent word

Wide open my eyes, behold all your lust

I whom only in Satan put on my trust

I am thy Lord, obey, not dismayed

For I’m thy one, I’ll be thee aid

I will strengthen thee and cause to stand

Upheld by my righteous, hand

Even down to old age all my people shall prove, I am the eternal, unchangeable Lord;

And then, when grey hairs shall my temples adorn, the chosen ones shall still in my bosom be borne

When through deep waters I call thee to go

The rivers of sorrow shall now overflow

For I will be with thee thy one to bless

Surrounded by darkness thy deepest distress

When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie

Your soul, all sufficient, shall be thy supply

The flame shall not hurt thee you’re my design

But the dross I´ll consume, and my gold I´ll refine