Text: | While foes are strong, and danger near |
Author: | Anon. |
1 While foes are strong, and danger near,
A voice falls gently on my ear;
My Saviour speaks, he says to me,
That as my days, my strength shall be.
2 With such a promise need I fear
For all that now I hold most dear?
No: I will never anxious be,
For, as my days, my strength shall be.
3 When storms of trouble on me fall,
And when my cup is mixed with gall,
This promise will be sweet to me,
That as my days, my strength shall be.
4 And when, at last, I'm called to die,
Still on this promise I'll rely;
Yes, Lord, I then will trust in thee,
That as my days, my strength shall be.
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First Line: | While foes are strong, and danger near |
Author: | Anon. |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | Youth and Age; As thy Days, so shall thy Strength be |