In Him is only good,
In me is only ill;
My ILL but draws His goodness forth,
And me He loveth still.
Sing to the Lord I Exalt Him high,
Who spreads His clouds along the sky;
There He prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend In vain.
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