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[Verse 1]
How Fgentle CGod's comFmands! How Bbkind his Fprecepts Care! Come, Ccast your Fburdens Con the FLord BbAnd Ftrust Bbhis FconsC7tant Fcare.
[Verse 2]
BeneFath his Cwatchful Feye, His BbSaints secFurely Cdwell; That Chand which Fbears all Cnature Fup BbShall Fguard Bbhis FchilC7dren Fwell.
[Verse 3]
Why Fshould this Canxious Fload Press Bbdown your Fweary Cmind? Haste Cto your FHeav'nly CFather's Fthrone BbAnd Fsweet BbrefrFeshmC7ent Ffind.
[Verse 4]
His Fgoodness Cstands apprFoved, UncBbhanged from Fday to dCay; I'll Cdrop my Fburden Cat his Ffeet BbAnd FbearBb a FsongC7 awFay.