1 “He is able;” Oh, the comfort
That these simple words convey!
Oh, what rest they sweetly give us:
“Fear thou not,” they seem to say.
2 “Fear thou not,” tho’ foes surround thee,
“He is able,” to defend;
He will fight and He will conquer,
He will “keep thee” to the end.
3 “He is able,” ev’ry burden
That oppresses thee, to bear;
Dost thou fear some cloud to enter?
He will meet thee surely there.
4 “He is able” to go with thee
Thro’ the dark, or thro’ the light;
Where He stays no evil cometh—
With Him near—all, all is bright.
5 In the “valley of the shadow,”
Where the fears of death appal,
“He is able” to dispel them,
And to triumph over all.
6 When within His arms of mercy,
We to Heaven’s gates have come,
“He is able” to undo them,
And to bid us “Welcome Home!”
Source: Hymns of Consecration and Faith #211