Berean Christadelphian Hymns



 Naked as from the earth we came,
And entered life at first;
Naked we to the earth return,
And mix with kindred dust.

Whatever we fondly call our own,
Belongs to heaven's great Lord;
The blessings lent us for a day,
Are soon to be restored.

'Tis God that lifts our comforts high,
Or sinks them in the grave;
He gives; and when He takes away,
He takes but what He gave.

Then, ever blessed be His name,
His goodness swelled our store;
His justice but resumes its own;
'Tis ours still to adore.

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