1 Away, my unbelieving fear!
Fear shall in me no more have place:
My Saviour doth not yet appear,
He hides the brightness of his face;
But shall I therefore let him go,
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no;
I never will give up my shield.
2 Although the vine its fruit deny,
Although the olive yield no oil,
The withering fig-trees droop and die,
The fields elude the tiller's toil,
The empty stall no herd afford,
And perish all the bleating race;
Yet I will triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.
3 Barren although my soul remain,
And not one bud of grace appear,
No fruit of all my toil and pain,
But sin and only sin is here;
Although my gifts and comforts lost,
My blooming hopes cut off I see,
Yet will I in my Saviour trust,
And glory that he died for me.
Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #668
First Line: | Away my unbelieving fear |
Title: | In Hope, Believing Against Hope |
Author: | Charles Wesley |
Meter: | 8.8.8.8 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
Away, my unbelieving fear. C. Wesley. [Confidence.] Hab. iii., 17, 18, 19, is the subject of this hymn. It appeared in Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742, in 4 stanzas of 8 lines, and again in the Poetical Works, 1868-72, vol. ii. p. 198. It did not form part of the Wesleyan Hymn Book until the revised ed. 1875, although, through having been given in M. Madan's Psalms and Hymns, 17(30, it had been in common use in the Church of England and amongst Nonconformists for more than one hundred years. Its modern use is limited.
-- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)