1 Oppress'd with unbelief and sin,
Fightings without, and fears within;
While earth and hell, with force combin'd,
Disturb'd and terrify'd my mind:
2 Thus sorely prest, I sought the Lord,
To give me some sweet cheering word;
Again I sought, and yet again,
I waited long, but not in vain.
3 Oh! 'twas a cheering word indeed1
Exactly suited to my need;
"Sufficient for thee is my grace,
Thy weakness my great pow'r displays."
4 Now I despond and mourn no more,
I welcome all I fear'd before;
Though weak, I'm strong; to' troubled blest;
For Christ's own pow'r shall on me rest.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Oppress'd with unbelief and sin |
Title: | Sufficiency of divine grace |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Grace: Its sufficiency |
Notes: | Public Domain. |