Waiting for the Promise

Drooping soul, shake off thy fears;
Fearful soul, be strong, be bold;
Tarry till the Lord appears,
Never, never quit thy hold!
Murmur not at His delay,
Dare not set thy God a time,
Calmly for His coming stay,
Leave it, leave it all to Him.

Fainting soul, be bold, be strong;
Wait the leisure of thy Lord:
Though it seem to tarry long,
True and faithful is His word.
On His word my soul I cast;
(He cannot Himself deny;)
Surely it shall speak at last;
It shall speak, and shall not lie.

Every one that seeks shall find;
Every one that asks shall have;
Christ, the Saviour of mankind,
Willing, able, all to save:
I shall His salvation see;
I in faith on Jesus call;
I from sin shall be set free,
Perfectly set free from all.

Lord, my time is in Thine hand;
Weak and helpless as I am,
Surely Thou canst make me stand:
I believe in Jesu's name;
Saviour, in temptation Thou,
Thou hast saved me heretofore;
Thou from sin dost save me now,
Thou shalt save me evermore.

Wherefore should I doubt the grace
Which I every moment prove?
Sin and Satan must give place,
Both must yield to stronger love.
Sin and Satan rage their hour;
But Thou all-sufficient art,
Thou art infinite in power,
Thou art greater than my heart.

Gladly therefore will I boast
Of my soul's infirmities;
I a sinner, helpless, lost,
I cannot from sinning cease;
Yet the power on me doth rest,
Now it doth from sin secure;
When it sinks into my breast,
Pure I am as God is pure.