English poem
Perplexity Relieved
by John Newton (1725–1807)
Uncertain how the way to find Which to salvation led, I listen’d long, with anxious mind, To hear what others said.
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.
The Lord my lab’ring heart relieved, And made my burden light; Then for a moment I believed, Supposing all was right.
Of fierce temptations others talk’d, Of anguish, and dismay— Through what distresses they had walk’d Before they found the way.
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.
I had my wish: the Lord disclosed The evils of my heart, And left my naked soul exposed To Satan’s fiery dart.
Alas! “I now must give it up,” I cried in deep despair; How could I dream of drawing hope From what I cannot bear?
Again my Saviour brought me aid, And when he set me free, “Trust simply on my word,” he said, “And leave the rest to me.”