Living Hymns ‎#357

357. Begone, Unbelief

1 Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near,
And for my relief he will surely appear;
By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform;
With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.

2 Though dark be my way, thou, Lord! art my guide;
'Tis mine to obey, 'tis thine to provide;
Though cisterns be broken and creatures all fail,
The word thou hast spoken shall surely prevail.

3 Since all that I meet shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet, the medicine food:
Though painful at present, ‘twill cease before long,
And then oh, how pleasant the conqueror's song!

Text Information

• First Line: Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near
• Title: Begone, Unbelief
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1890

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