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BOOK III. 2 When some of joys and comforts told, I fear d that I was wrong ; For I was stupid, dead, and cold Had neither joy nor song.

3 The Lord my lab ring heart relieved, And made my burden light ; Then for a moment I believed, Supposing all was right.

4 Of fierce temptations others talk d, Of anguish, and dismay Through what distresses they had walk d Before they found the way.

5 Ah! then I thought my hopes were vain, For I had lived at ease ; I wish d for all my fears again, To make me more like these.

6 I had my wish : the Lord disclosed The evils of my heart, And left my naked soul exposed To Satan s fiery dart.

7 Alas ! &quot;I now must give it up/ I cried in deep despair ; How could I dream of drawing hope From what I cannot bear?

8 Again my Saviour brought me aid, And when he set me free, &quot; Trust simply on my word,&quot; he said, &quot; And leave the rest to me,&quot;

1 I ASK D the Lord, that I might grow In faith and love and every grace, Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face.

2 Twas he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust, has answer'd pray'r;