Duke and Meyla

Duke and Meyla

Saturday, January 19, 2013

I recently found this song and had to put it on here.

O for a faith that will not shrink,
Tho' pressed by many a foe;
That will not tremble on the brink 
Of poverty and woe;

That will not murmur or complain
Beneath the chast'ning rod,
But in the hour of grief or pain
Can lean upon its God;

A faith the shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without;
That when in danger knows no fear,
In darkness feels no doubt;

That bears unmoved the world's dread frown,
Nor heeds its scornful smile;
That sin's wild ocean cannot drown, 
Nor Satan's arts beguile;

A faith that keeps the narrow way
Till life's last hour is fled,
And with a pure and heavenly ray
Lights up a dying bed.

Lord, give us such a faith as this,
And when whate'er may come,
We'll  taste e'en here the hallowed bliss
Of an eternal home. 

1 comment:

  1. Nice song,will you sing it for us? Dad