Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: Humble souls who seek salvation
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 7s and 8s
Tune:
Hymn Number: 117
Page Number: 153, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsIf life's pleasures charm thee, Christian, give them not thy heart,
Lest the gift ensnare thee, Christian, and from God thou part;
His favour seek, his praises speak,
Fix here your hopes foundation;
Serve him and he will ever be
The rock of your salvation.
If distress befall thee Christian, painful though it be,
Let not grief appal thee, Christian - to thy Saviour flee;
He, ever near, thy prayer will hear,
And calm thy perturbation;
The waves of woe shall not o'erthrow
The Rock of thy Salvation.
When earth's prospects fail thee, Christian, let it not distress;
Better comforts wait thee, Christian, Christ will surely bless;
To Jesus flee - you help he'll be,
Your heavenly consolation;
For griefs below cannot o'erthrow
Th Rock of thy Salvation.
Dangers may approach thee, Christian, let them not alarm;
Christ will ever watch thee, Christian, and protect from harm:
He near thee stands, with mighty hands,
To ward off each temptation;
To Jesus fly - he's ever nigh,
The Rock of thy Salvation.
Let not death alarm thee, Christian, shrink not from his blow,
For thy God will arm thee, Christian, victory bestow;
And death shall bring to thee no sting,
The grave no desolation;
'Tis sweet to die with Jesus nigh
The Rock of our Salvation.