Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 174 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Away, my unbelieving fear!
Fear shall in me no more have place;
My Savior doth not yet appear,
He hides the brightness of His face;
But shall I therefore let him go,
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no!
I never will give up my shield.
2 Although the vine its fruit deny,
Although the olive yield no oil,
The withering fig-tree droop and die,
The field elude the tiller’s toil,
The empty stall no herd afford,
The flocks be cut off from their place,
Yet will I triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.
3 Barren although my soul remain,
And not one bud of grace appear,
No fruit of all my toil and pain,
But desperate wickedness is here;
Although, my gifts and comforts lost,
My blooming hopes cut off I see;
Yet will I in my Savior trust,
And glory that He died for me.
4 In hope, believing against hope,
Jesus my Lord and God I claim;
Jesus my strength shall lift me up,
Salvation is in Jesu’s name;
To me He soon shall bring it nigh;
My soul shall then outstrip the wind,
On wings of love mount up on high,
And leave the world and sin behind. Used With Tune: SWEET HOUR
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