Life of the Soul

Verse 1

When sins and fear, prevailing, rise, And fainting hope almost expires, To thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes; To thee I breathe my soul's desires.

Verse 2

Art thou not mine, my living Lord? And can my hope, my comfort die? 'Tis fixed on thine almighty word That word which built the earth and sky.

Verse 3

If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure; His word a firm foundation gives; Here may I build and rest secure.

Verse 4

Here, O my soul, thy trust repose; If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself that last of foes Shall break a union so divine.