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259. In the floods of tribulation

In the floods of tribulation,
While the billows o'er me roll,
Jesus whispers consolation,
And supports my fainting soul,
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, praise the Lord,
(Repeat previous line).

Thus the lion yields me honey
from the eater food is given,
Strengthened thus, I still press forward,
Singing as I wade to heaven:
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction, and my sins are all forgiven,
(Repeat previous line).

Mid the gloom the vivid lightning,
With increasing brightness play
Mid the thorn bright beauteous flowrets
Look more beautiful and gay.
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, praise the Lord,
(Repeat previous line).

So in darkest dispensations
Doth my faithful Lord appear,
With his richest consolations
To reanimate and cheer,
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction, thus to bring my Savior near,
(Repeat previous line).

Floods of tribulation brighten,
Billows still around me roar;
Those that know not Christ ye frighten,
But my soul defies your power.
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, praise the Lord,
(Repeat previous line).

In the sacred page recorded;
Thus the word securely stands,
Fear not, I'm in trouble near thee,
Nought shall pluck thee from my hands.
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction, every word my love demands,
(Repeat previous line).

All I meet I find assist me,
In my path to heavenly joy;
Where the trials now attend me,
Trials never more annoy.
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, praise the Lord,
(Repeat previous line).

Wearing there a weight of glory,
Still the path I'll near forget
But exulting cry it led me
To my blessed Savior's feet.
Sweet affliction, sweet affliction, which has brought to Jesus' feet.
(Repeat previous line).

Text Information
First Line: In the floods of tribulation
Title: In the floods of tribulation
Publication Date: 1854
Meter: 8, 7
Source: Rippon's Hymns
Language: English
Tune Information
Meter: 8, 7

MIDI file: SweetAffliction.midi
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