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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