Text: | The tempter to my soul hath said |
Author: | Montgomery |
1 The tempter to my soul hath said,
There is no help in God for thee;
Lord! lift thou up thy servant's head;
My glory, shield, and solace be.
2 Thus to the Lord I raised my cry,
He heard me from his holy hill;
At his command the waves rolled by;
He beckoned--and the winds were still.
3 I laid me down, and slept--I woke--
Thou, Lord! my spirit didst sustain;
Bright from the east the morning broke--
Thy comforts rose on me again.
4 I will not fear, though armed throngs
Compass my steps in all their wrath;
Salvation to the Lord belongs;
His presence guards his people's path.
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First Line: | The tempter to my soul hath said |
Author: | Montgomery |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
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Topic: | The Christian Life: Trial and Patience; The Deliverer from Trouble |