1 There are blossoms that have budded
Been blighted in the cold;
And little lambs that have perish'd
Because they left the fold.
Then let us linger beneath his wings,
Who died upon the tree,
And gathers in his bosom
Helpless ones like you and me.
Let us put our trust in Jesus,
His promises are sure!
Let us put our trust in Jesus,
Nothing else can be secure.
2 In the world there's tribulation,
In the world there's always woe;
But the world it is so pleasant,
For our Father made it so.
Then brighten up your armor,
And be happy as you go;
And tho' your sky be clouded,
It will not long be so.
Let us put our trust in Jesus,
His promises are sure!
Let us put our trust in Jesus,
Nothing else can be secure.
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