1 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss,
And saves me from its snares;
Its aid in ev'ry duty brings,
And softens all my cares;
2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin,
And lights the sacred fire
Of love to God, and heav'nly things,
And feeds the pure desire.
3 The wounded conscience know its pow'r
The healing balm to give;
That balm the saddest heart can cheer,
And make the dying live.
4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds,
Where deathless pleasures reign;
And bids me seek my portion there,
Nor bids me seek in vain:
5 Shews me the precious promise seal'd
With the Redeemer's blood;
And helps my feeble hope to rest
Upon a faithful God.
6 There, there unshaken would I rest,
'Till this vile body dies;
And then on Faith's triumphant wings,
At once to glory rise.
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First Line: | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | Faith |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |