812    C.M.     J. Hart
Jesus my Guide. Ps. 73. 24; 2 Cor. 5. 7

1 Whene’er I make some sudden stop –
  For many such I make –
  And cannot see the cloud cleared up
  Nor know which path to take,

2 I to my Saviour speed my way,
  To tell my dubious state;
  Then listen what the Lord will say,
  And hope to follow that.

3 If Jesus seem to hide his face,
  What anxious fears I feel!
  But if he deign to whisper peace,
  I’m happy! all is well.

4 Confirmed by one soft, secret word,
  I seek no further light;
  But walk, depending on my Lord,
  By faith, and not by sight.

5 Of friends and counsellors bereft,
  I often hear him say,
  “Decline not to the right or left;
  Go on; lo! here’s the way.”

6 Weak in myself, in him I’m strong;
  His Spirit’s voice I hear.
  The way I walk cannot be wrong,
  If Jesus be but there.

7 [He is my Helper and my Guide;
  I trust in him alone;
  No other helps have I beside;
  I venture all on One.]