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1 Seems it in my anguish lone,
As though God forsook His own,
Yet I hold this knowledge fast,
God will surely help at last.
2 Though awhile it be delayed,
He denieth not His aid;
Though it come not oft with speed,
It will surely come in need.
3 As a father not too soon
Grants his child the longed-for boon,
So our God gives when He will;
Wait His pleasure and be still.
4 I can rest in thoughts of Him,
When all courage else grows dim,
For I know my soul shall prove
His is more than father's love.
5 Would the powers of ill affright,
I can smile at all their might;
Or the cross be pressing sore,
God, my God, lives evermore!
6 Man may hate me causelessly,
Man may plot to ruin me,
Foes my heart may piecer and rend:
God in heaven is still my Friend.
7 Earth may all her gifts deny,
Safe my treasure is on high;
And if heaven at last be mine,
All things else I can resign.
8 I renounce thee willingly,
World, I hate what pleases thee,
Baneful every gift of thine,
Only be my God still mine.
9 Ah Lord, if but Thee I have,
Nought of other good I crave,
Bright is even death's dark road,
If but Thou art there, my God.
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First Line: | Seems it in my anguish lone |
Meter: | 7s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Topic: | Christian Life and Hope; The Walk of Godliness: Cross and Consolation |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Author from Index: C. Titius— Winkworth; Hymn from the German Text: Sollt es gleich bisweilen scheinen |