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Habakkuk 3:17⁠–⁠18

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Jesus is mine! I’m now prepared
To meet with what I thought most hard!
Yes, let the winds of trouble blow,
And comforts melt away like snow;
No blasted trees or failing crops
Can hinder my eternal hopes:
Though creatures change, the Lord’s the same;
Then let me triumph in his name.

Where this text comes from

First published in Olney Hymns (1779). First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established. [1] [2] [3]

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Cite this poem

John Newton (1725–1807). “Habakkuk 3:17⁠–⁠18.” First published in Olney Hymns (1779). Text: Poem Index, https://poemindex.org/john-newton/habakkuk-3-17-18/. Append #L14 to cite line 14, or #L4-L9 for lines 4–9.

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