In hope, believing against hope.
AWAY, my unbelieving fear!
Fear shall in me no more have place ;
My Saviour doth not yet appear,—
He hides the brightness of his face:
But shall I therefore let him go,
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no,
I never will give up my shield.
2 Although the vine its fruit deny
Although the olive yield no oil,
The with’ring fig-trees droop and die,
The fields elude the tiller’s toil,—
The empty stall no herd afford,
And perish all the bleating race,
Yet will I triumph in the Lord,-
The God of my salvation praise.
3 In hope, believing against hope,
Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim;
Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up;
Salvation is in Jesus’ name.
To me he soon shall bring it nigh;
My soul shall then outstrip the wind;
On wings of love mount up on high,
And leave the world and sin behind.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
Not every day that you find a hymn built around Habakkuk 3! This hymnal has 1148 hymns in it, and this is the only one that is listed for Hab 3. I checked my copy of The Book of Hymns, and they list only one also, "Sometimes a Light Surprises," by William Cowper, but it's built more around Matt 6:25–34 than it is Hab 3.
</idle musing>
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