Comfort in Trouble

1 By trouble oft I’m overwhelmed,
By snares oft circumscribed,
And yet thou thinkest Lord on me,
Thou’rt ever near my side.

2 My earthly refuges doth fail,
When foes my soul assail,
And men deceive and friends deny,
But Thou doth hear my cry.

3 The path I take Thou knowest Lord,
It is beset with thorns,
But I will ne’er its track forsake
While glory’s in its wake.

4 It leads to bliss, O boundless love,
From cross to crown I go,
Then shall I shirk the cross below,
And lose the crown above?

5 Awake, my soul and run thy race,
Lay every weight aside,
Thou soon shalt see thy Saviour’s face
And 'round His throne abide.

AMEN.

Source: The A.M.E. Zion Hymnal: official hymnal of the African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church #654

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