321    104th     Samuel Medley
“The Lord will appear.” Lev. 9. 4; Is. 66. 5

1 My soul, Lord, inflame with zeal from above,
  Thy praise to proclaim and sing of thy love;
  To lift up my voice in thanksgiving sincere,
  This truth to rejoice in, The Lord will appear.

2 How joyful this sound, while daily I find
  Afflictions abound in body and mind!
  It oft has afforded relief from my fear,
  To find it recorded, The Lord will appear.

3 [I have, as I seem, when left in the dark,
  Of light not a beam, of love not a spark;
  And though thus in pain for an evidence clear,
  I can’t wait in vain, for The Lord will appear.]

4 [A warfare I find without and within,
  With legions combined, world, Satan, and sin.
  Though sore they annoy me, I’ll be of good cheer,
  They cannot destroy me, The Lord will appear.]

5 My fears sometimes say I never shall find,
  In death’s awful day true peace in my mind;
  But though thus surrounded, yet, when I come there,
  I can’t be confounded, The Lord will appear.

6 My dust he will raise, and glory he’ll give;
  And I to his praise in heaven shall live;
  There he will deliver my soul from all fear,
  And to me, for ever, The Lord will appear.