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1 Away, my unbelieving fear;
Fear shall in me no more take place;
Tho' Jesus doth not yet appear;
He hides the brightness of his face:
2 Still I will never let him go,
Nor basely to the tempter yield;
His strength will lead triumphing thro'
I never will give up the field.
3 Altho' the vine its fruit deny,
Altho' the olive yield no oil,
The withering fig-tree droop and die,
The field illude the tiller's toil;
4 The empty stall no heard afford,
And perish all the bleating race,
Yet I will triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Away, my unbelieving fear |
Title: | Trust and confidnece; or, looking beyond present appearances |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | God: Trust in |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |