131. I Will Trust and Not Be Afraid

1 Begone unbelief,
My Saviour is near,
And for my relief
Will surely appear:
By pray'r let me wrestle,
And he will perform,
With Christ in the vessel,
I smile at the storm.

2 Tho' dark be my way,
Since he is my guide,
'Tis mine to obey,
'Tis his to provide:
Tho' cisterns be broken,
And creatures all fail,
The word he has spoken
Shall surely prevail.

3 His love in time past
Forbids me to think
He'll leave me at last
In trouble to sink'
Each sweet Ebenezer
I have in review
confirms his good pleasure
To help me quite thro'.

4 Determin'd to save,
He watch'd o'er my path
When Satan's blind slave,
I sported with death;
And can he have taught me
To trust in his name,
And thus far have brought me
To put me to shame?

5 Why should I complain
Of want or distress
Temptation or pain?
He told me no less;
The heirs of salvation,
I knew from his word,
Through much tribulation,
Must follow their Lord.

6 How bitter the cup,
No heart can conceive,
Which he drunk quite up,
That sinners might live!
His way was much rougher,
And darker than mine;
Did Jesus thus suffer,
And shall I repine?

7 Since all that I meet
Shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet,
The med'cine is food;
Tho' painful at present,
'Twill cease before long,
And then, oh how pleasant,
The conqueror's song!

Text Information
First Line: Begone, unbelief
Title: I Will Trust and Not Be Afraid
Language: English
Publication Date: 1803
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