Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#684

684. In the floods of tribulation

1 In the floods of tribulation,
While the billows o'er me roll,
Jesus whispers consolation,
And supports my fainting soul:
Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Praise the Lord,

2 Thus the lion yields me honey,
From the eater food is given,
Strengthen'd thus, I still press forward,
Singing as I wade to heaven,--
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction,
And my sins are all forgiv'n.

3 Floods of tribulation heighten,
Billows still around me roar,
Those that know not Christ--ye frighten,
But my soul defies your power;
Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Praise the Lord,

4 In the sacred page recorded
Thus his word securely stands;
'Fear not, I'm in trouble near thee,
Naught shall pluck you from my hands:'
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction
Every word my love demands,

5 All I meet I find assist me
In my path to heavenly joy,
Where, though trials now attend me,
Trials never more annoy:
Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Praise the Lord,

6 Bless'd there with a weight of glory,
Still the path I'll ne'er forget,
But, exulting, cry, it led me
To my blessed Saviour's seat--
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction,
Which has brought to Jesus' feet.

Text Information

• First Line: In the floods of tribulation
• Meter: P. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: Sweet Affliction—A Song in a Storm; Sickness and Recovery

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