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Lyrics
Firm and unmoved are they
That rest their souls on God;
Firm as the mount where David dwelt,
Or where the ark abode.
What though the Father’s rod
Give out a chast’ning stroke?
Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep,
Its fury shall be broke.
As mountains stood to guard the city’s sacred ground,
So God and His almighty love embrace His saints around.
Deal gently, Lord, with those
Whose faith is pious fear,
Whose hope and love and every grace,
Proclaim their hearts sincere.
Nor shall the tyrant’s rage too long oppress the saint.
The LORD, He will support His children lest they faint.
But if our slavish fear will choose the road to hell,
Our portion will be there where bolder sinners dwell.
Deal gently, Lord.
Deal gently, Lord.
Deal gently, Lord.
Deal gently, Lord.