Hymn 328
O, for a faith that will not shrink
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- O, for a faith that will not shrink,
Though pressed by every foe,
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe! - That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod,
But, in the hour of grief or pain,
Will lean upon its God. - A faith that shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without;
That when in danger knows no fear,
In darkness feels no doubt. - A faith that keeps the narrow way
Till life’s last hour is fled,
And with a pure and heavenly ray
Lights up a dying bed. - Lord, give me such a faith as this,
And then, whate’er may come,
I’ll taste, e’en here, the hallowed bliss
Of an eternal home. Amen.