1 O for a faith that will not shrink,
Though pressed by every foe,
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe.
2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod,
But, in the hour of grief or pain,
Will lean upon its God;
3 A faith that shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without:
That when in danger knows no fear,
In darkness feels no doubt;
4 Lord, give us such a faith as this;
And then, what e’er may come,
I’ll taste, e’en now, the hallowed bliss
Of an eternal home.
William H. Bathurst
The Methodist Hymnal 1939 edition
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In his biography, they comment "They are characterized by simplicity of language, and directness of aim; but do not in any instance rise above the ordinary level of passable hymn-writing." I don't recall him, but a quick search on my blog reveals that two of his hymns appeared in the 1870 version of the Methodist hymnal.
The African Methodist Episcopal Church Hymnal (#428) inserts two verses:
4 That bears, unmoved, the world’s dread frown,</idle musing>
Nor heeds the scornful smile;
That seas of trouble cannot drown,
Nor Satan’s arts beguile;5 A faith that keeps the narrow way
Till life’s last hour is fled,
And with a pure and heavenly ray
Illumes up a dying bed:
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