Isaiah 46: Believing I my seal set to

Believing I my seal set to
That God is merciful, and true,
Who took out of my mother's womb,
He leads me softly to the tomb.

From infancy to hoary hairs
He all my griefs and burdens bears.
Supports me in His arms of love
And hides my ransom'd life above.

Still, O my gracious God, and just,
I in Thy faithful mercies trust;
And those that on Thy word depend
Thou wilt deliver to the end;

Thou wilt in death my weakness bear,
And raised out of the sepulchre.
Carry me up Thy face to see,
And save through all eternity.