1 Courage, my soul! while God is near,
What enemy hast thou to fear?
How canst thou want a sure defence,
Whose refuge is Omnipotence?
2 Though thickest dangers crowd my way
My God can chase my fears away;
My steadfast heart on Him relies,
And all those dangers still defies.
3 Though billows after billows roll
To overwhelm my sinking soul,
Firm as a rock my faith shall stand,
Upheld by God's almighty hand.
4 In life His presence is my aid;
In death 'twill guide me through the shade,
Chase all my rising fears away,
And turn my darkness into day.
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First Line: | Courage, my soul! while God is near |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1867 |
Topic: | Man a Saint: Submission to the Will of God |