1 O my soul, what means this sadness?
Wherefore art thou thus cast down?
Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness,
Bid thy restless fears be gone;
Look to Jesus,
And rejoice in his dear name.
2 What tho' Satan's strong temptations
Vex and grieve thee day by day?
And thy sinful inclinations
Often fill thee with dismay?
Thou shalt conquer,
Thro' the Lamb's redeeming blood.
3 Tho' ten thousand ills beset thee,
From without and from within,
Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee,
But will save from hell and sin:
He is faithful
To perform his gracious word.
4 Tho' distresses now attend thee,
And thou tread'st the thorny road,
His right hand shall still defend thee;
Soon he'll bring thee home to God!
Therefore praise him--
Praise the great Redeemer's name.
5 O that I could now adore him
Like the heavenly host above,
Who forever bow before him
And unceasing, sing his love!
Happy songsters!
When shall I your chorus join?
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O my soul, what means this sadness? |
Title: | Cast down, yet hoping |
Meter: | P. M. 8s, 7s & 4s |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1845 |
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Topic: | The Christian: His Various Relations |
Notes: | Public Domain. |