Faith.
1 Let the world despise and leave me,--
Once they left my Saviour too;
Let all human hopes deceive me,
Thou wilt never be untrue;
And whilst Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love and might!
Foes may hate and friends disown me,
Yet the darkness shall be light.
2 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure;
Come, disaster, scorn and pain!
In Thy service pain is pleasure,
With Thy favor loss is gain.
I have learned to call Thee Father,
I have fixed my heart on Thee;
Storms may howl and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.
3 Man may trouble and distress me,
'Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Thou canst give me sweetest rest.
O, 'tis not in grief to harm me,
While Thy love is left to me;
O, 'twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee!