Faith in Christ the Savior

Verse 1

Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take; Loud to the praise of love divine Bid ev'ry string awake.

Verse 2

Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home; And nearer to our house above We ev'ry moment come.

Verse 3

His grace will to the end Stronger and brighter shine; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench the grace divine.

Verse 4

When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heav'nly flame, Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon his Name.

Verse 5

Soon shall our doubts and fears Subside at his control; His loving-kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul.

Verse 6

Blest is the man, O God, That stays himself on thee: Who wait for thy salvation, Lord, Shall thy salvation see. Amen.