English poem
Christian Songs, Song LXI
by John Glas (1809–1894)
Altho' temptations threaten round And feeble as the moth I'm found; 'Midst greatest dangers let me see Thy grace sufficient, Lord, for me.
2 And when my faith is like to fail, And doubts and darkness most prevail; Hold thou me up, and let me see Thy grace sufficient, Lord, for me.
3 When (Heav'n forgot) my foolish heart In this vain world would chuse its part; Call back the wanderer Lord to thee, And let thy grace my safety be.
4 When warring passions vex me sore, And I dare trust myself no more; Thy strength, my stay in weakness be, Thy grace sufficient, Lord, for me.
5 When all conspires to work my woe, And in despair to plunge me low, When terror takes fast hold on me; Lord, let thy grace my safety be.
6 And when thro' death's dark vale I go, O let me then my guidance know; Then comfort send, and let me see Thy grace sufficient, Lord, for me.
7 Thanks to thy name, that thou, O Lord Help to the worthless can'st afford; Lord help me then, and let me see Thy grace sufficient still for me.
8 I have no claim for grace at all, On me thy wrath might justly fall: But Jesus dy'd!—His merit see, And reach thy mercy Lord to me.