Text: | Choosing the Better Part |
Author: | Doddridge |
1 Beset with snares on every hand,
In life’s uncertain path I stand;
Saviour divine, diffuse thy light,
To guide my doubtful footsteps right.
2 Engage this roving, treacherous heart
To fix on Christ, my better part;
To scorn the trifles of a day,
For joys that none can take away.
3 Then let the wildest storms arise;
Let tempests mingle earth and skies;
No fatal shipwreck shall I fear,
But all my treasures with me bear.
4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh,
Cheerful I live, and joyful die;
Secure, when mortal comforts flee,
To find ten thousand worlds in thee.
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First Line: | Beset with snares on every hand |
Title: | Choosing the Better Part |
Author: | Doddridge |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |
Topic: | Encouragement |