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42. From Egypt lately freed
Hymn 42
From Egypt lately freed By the Redeemer’s ; A rough and thorny path we tread, In hopes to see his face.
The flesh dislikes the way, But faith approves it well; This only leads to endless day, All others lead to hell.
The promised land of peace Faith keeps in constant view; How different from the wilderness We now are passing through!
Here often from our eyes Clouds hide the light divine; There we shall have unclouded skies, Our Sun will always shine.
Here griefs, and cares, and pains, And fears, distress us sore; But there eternal pleasure reigns, And we shall weep no more.
LORD pardon our complaints, We follow at thy call; The joy, prepared for suff’ring , Will make amends for all.