Text: | Christ our strength |
1 Oh, let me hear my Saviour say,
Thy strength be equal to thy day,
Then I'll rejoice in deep distress,
And trust secure his sovereign grace.
2 My weakness shall my glory prove,
That power may aid me from above;
When flesh is weak, my soul is strong;
Be grace my shield and Christ my song.
3 All things I do, all sufferings bear
While God, my strength is with me here;
But, he withdrawn, temptations reign,
And pains and weakness rise again.
4 So Sampson, when his locks were lost,
First bow'd beneath Philistia's host;
Shook his vain limbs with sore surprise,
Made feeble fight, and lost his eyes.
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First Line: | Oh, let me hear my Saviour say |
Title: | Christ our strength |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1785 |
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