333    8.7.4.     J. Fawcett
Cast Down, yet Hoping in God. Ps. 42. 5-11; 43. 5

1 O my soul, what means this sadness?
  Wherefore art thou thus cast down?
  Let thy griefs be turned to gladness;
  Bid thy restless fears be gone;
  Look to Jesus,
  And rejoice in his dear name.

2 What though Satan’s strong temptations
  Vex and tease thee day by day,
  And thy sinful inclinations
  Often fill thee with dismay?
  Thou shalt conquer,
  Through the Lamb’s redeeming blood.

3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee,
  From without and from within,
  Jesus says he’ll ne’er forget thee,
  But will save from hell and sin;
  He is faithful,
  To perform his gracious word.

4 Though distresses now attend thee,
  And thou tread’st the thorny road,
  His right hand shall still defend thee;
  Soon he’ll bring thee home to God;
  Therefore praise him;
  Praise the great Redeemer’s name.

5 O that I could now adore him
  Like the heavenly host above,
  Who for ever bow before him,
  And unceasing sing his love!
  Happy songsters!
  When shall I your chorus join?