235. In all our worst afflictions

1 In all our worst afflictions,
When furious foes surround us;
When troubles vex, and fears perplex,
And Satan would confound us;
When foes to God and goodness,
We find ourselves, by feeling,
To do what’s right unable quite,
And almost as unwilling;

2 When, like the restless ocean,
Our hearts cast up uncleanness,
Flood after flood, with mire and mud,
And all is foul within us;
When love is cold and languid,
And different passions shake us;
When hope decays, and God delays,
And seems to quite forsake us;

3 Then to maintain the battle
With soldier-like behaviour;
To keep the field, and never yield,
But firmly eye the Saviour;
To trust his gracious promise,
Thus hard beset with evil,
This, this is faith will conquer death,
And overcome the devil.

Text Information
First Line: In all our worst afflictions
Author: Hart
Meter: 7.4.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
Topic: Fruits of the Spirit: Faith
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