1017    L.M.     John Newton
“I said, I shall never be moved.” Ps. 30. 6

1 The peace of which I had a taste
  When Jesus first his love revealed,
  I fondly hoped would always last,
  Because my foes were then concealed.

2 But when I felt the tempter’s power
  Rouse my corruptions from their sleep,
  I trembled at the stormy hour,
  And saw the horrors of the deep.

3 Now on presumption’s billows borne,
  My spirit seemed the Lord to dare,
  Now, quick as thought, a sudden turn
  Plunged me in gulfs of black despair.

4 “Lord, save me, or I sink,” I prayed;
  He heard, and bade the tempest cease;
  The angry waves his word obeyed,
  And all my fears were hushed to peace.

5 The peace is his, and not my own,
  My heart (no better than before)
  Is still to dreadful changes prone;
  Then let me never trust it more.