Psalm 85: In unbelief imprison'd fast

In unbelief imprison'd fast,
I cannot force my way;
The shackles from my spirit cast,
Or struggle into day.
By pride and vile affections bound,
Indignantly I gi'oan,
And feel, the sinful root and ground
Is unbelief alone.

Satan, with all his worldly powers,
My keeper dire I see,
Who opens not his prison doors.
Nor sets his captive free.
His slave, I soon must be consign'd
To that infernal flame,
Jesus, unless through Thee I find
Redemption in Thy name.

But faith in Thy redeeming blood
If Thou vouchsafe to give.
My soul shall quit this dark abode.
The moment I believe.
The chains of sin fall off my heart.
And, freed by love Divine,
My only Lord and God Thou art,
And I am wholly Thine.