By A Collection of Hymns
S.M.
1 AWAY, my needless fears,
And doubts no longer mine;
A ray of heavenly light appears,
A messenger divine.
2 Thrice comfortable hope,
That calms my troubled breast;
My Father's hand prepares the cup,
And what he wills is best.
3 If what I wish is good,
And suits the will divine;
By earth and hell in vain withstood,
I know it shall be mine.
4 Still let them counsel take
To frustrate his decree,
They cannot keep a blessing back
By heaven designed for me.
5 Here then I doubt no more,
But in his pleasure rest,
Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power,
Engage to make me blest.
6 To accomplish his design
The creatures all agree;
And all the attributes divine
Are now at work for me.
