Text: | Dependance on Christ alone |
Author: | Hart |
1 If ever it could come to pass,
That sheep of Christ might fall away,
My fickle, feeble soul, alas!
Would fall a thousand times a day;
Were not thy love as firm as free,
Thou soon would’st take it, Lord, from me.
2 I on thy promises depend;
At least I to depend desire;
That thou wilt love me to the end,
Be with me in temptation’s fire;
Wilt for me work, and in me too,
And guide me right and bring me through.
3 No other stay have I beside;
If these can alter, I must fall;
I look to thee to be supplied
With life, with will, with power, with all.
Rich souls may glory in their store,
But Jesus will relieve the poor.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | If ever it could come to pass |
Title: | Dependance on Christ alone |
Author: | Hart |
Meter: | 112th |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |
Topic: | Christ All and In All |