1 My God, my hope! if thou art mine,
Why should my soul with sorrow pine?
On thee alone I cast my care:
O leave me not in dark despair.
2 Though ev'ry comfort should depart,
And life forsake this drooping heart;
One smile from thee, one blissful ray,
Can chase the shades of death away.
3 My God, my Life! if thou appear,
Not death itself can make me fear.
Thy presence cheers the sable gloom,
And gilds the horrors of the tomb.
4 Not all its horrors can affright,
If thou appear, my God, my light!
Thy love shall all my fears control,
And glory dawn around my soul.
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First Line: | My God, my hope! if thou art mine |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | The Troubles of Life |
Notes: | Public Domain. |