I Will Trust and Not Be Afraid

Verse 1

Begone, unbelief, My Saviour is near, And for my relief Will surely appear; By prayer let me wrestle, And he will perform; With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.

Verse 2

Though dark be my way, Since he is my guide, ‘Tis mine to obey, ‘Tis his to provide; Though cisterns be broken And creatures all fail, The word he has spoken Will surely prevail.

Verse 3

His love in time past Forbids me to think He’ll leave me at last In trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review Confirms his good pleasure To help me quite through.

Verse 4

Since all that I meet Shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, The medicine food; Though painful at present, ‘Twill cease before long, And then O how pleasant The conqueror’s song!