Text: | I will trust and not be afraid |
Author: | Newton |
1 Begone unbelief,
My savior is near,
And for my relief
Will surely appear:
By pray'r let me wrestle,
And he will perform,
With Christ in the vessel,
I smile at the storm.
2 Though dark be my way,
Since he is my guide,
'Tis mine to obey,
'Tis his to provide;
Though cisterns be broken,
And creatures all fail,
The word he has spoken
Shall surely prevail.
3 His love in time past,
Forbids me to think
He'll leave me at last
In trouble to sink;
Each sweet Ebenezer
I have in review,
confirms his good pleasure
To help me quite through.
4 Determin'd to save,
He watch'd o'er my path
When Satan's blind slave,
I sported with death;
And can he have taught me
To trust in his name,
And thus far have brought me
To put me to shame?
5 Why should I complain
Of want or distress
Temptation or pain?
He told me no less;
The heirs of salvation,
I knew from his word,
Through much tribulation,
Must follow their Lord.
6 How bitter that cup,
No heart can conceive,
Which he drunk quite up,
That sinners might live!
His way was much rougher,
And darker than mine;
Did Jesus thus suffer,
And shall I repine?
7 Since all that I meet
Shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet,
The med'cine is food;
Though painful at present,
'Twill cease before long,
And then, O how pleasant,
The conqueror's song!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Begone, unbelief |
Title: | I will trust and not be afraid |
Author: | Newton |
Meter: | As the 104th |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
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Topic: | Graces of the Spirit: Trust; Ebenezer; I will trust and not be afraid(2 more...) |