CCLVII. Hoping for a Revival

1 While I to grief my soul gave way,
To see the work of God decline
Methought I heard the Saviour say,
"Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine.

2 "Though for a time I hide my face,
Rely upon my love and pow'r:
Still wrestle at the throne of grace,
And wait for a reviving hour.

3 "Take down thy long neglected harp,
I've seen thy tears, and heard thy pray'r;
The winter season has been sharp,
But spring shall all its wastes repair."

4 Lord, I obey, my hopes revive,
Come join with me, ye saints, and sing;
Our foes in vain against us strive,
For God will help and triumph bring.

Text Information
First Line: While I to grief my soul gave way
Title: Hoping for a Revival
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
Topic: Hoping for revival of religion
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