674    148th     John Berridge
“Power belongeth unto God.” Ps. 62. 11; Phil. 2. 13

1 How sinners vaunt of power
  A ruined soul to save,
  And count the fulsome store
  Of worth they seem to have,
  And by such visionary props
  Build up and bolster sandy hopes!

2 But God must work the will,
  And power to run the race;
  And both through mercy still,
  A work of freest grace;
  His own good pleasure, not our worth,
  Brings all the will and power forth.

3 Disciples who are taught
  Their helplessness to feel,
  Have no presumptuous thought,
  But work with care and skill;
  Work with the means, and for this end,
  That God the will and power may send.

4 [They feel a daily need
  Of Jesus’ gracious store,
  And on his bounty feed,
  And yet are always poor;
  No manna can they make or keep;
  The Lord finds pasture for his sheep.]

5 Renew, O Lord, my strength
  And vigour every day,
  Or I shall tire at length,
  And faint upon the way;
  No stock will keep upon my ground;
  My all is in thy storehouse found.