Text: | The sight of Faith |
1 Omnipotent Lord, my Savior, and king,
Thy succour afford, thy righteousness bring;
Thy promises bind thee compassion to have,
O now let me find thee mighty to save.
2 Rejoicing in hope and patient in grief,
To thee I look up for certain relief;
I fear no denial, no danger I fear,
Nor start from the trial if Jesus is near.
3 I every hour in jeopardy stand,
But thou art my pow'r and holdest my hand;
I wait--I am calling--thy succour I feel,
It saves me from falling, or plucks me from hell.
4 On Jesus my Savior I then will rely,
All evil before his presence shall fly;
When I find my Savior my fears shall depart,
And Jesus forever shall reign in my heart.
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First Line: | Omnipotent Lord, my Savior and king |
Title: | The sight of Faith |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1800 |