714    C.M.     John Berridge
For a Believer in Darkness and Distress. Ps. 42. 6-8

1 Why so cast down, dejected soul?
  A loving Christ is near;
  Thy broken bones he can make whole,
  And drooping spirit cheer.

2 If guilty stings thy conscience feel,
  And pierce thee through and through,
  Yet past backslidings Christ can heal,
  And love thee freely too.

3 If justice draw its flaming sword,
  And seems intent to kill,
  On Jesus call, and trust his word,
  And thou shalt praise him still.

4 Thy soul with tempests may be tossed,
  And Satan sorely thrust;
  Yet sure no soul shall e’er be lost
  Who makes the Lord his trust.

5 Dear Jesus, show thy smiling face,
  And Calvary’s peace impart,
  Display the power of saving grace,
  And cheer a troubled heart.

6 Refresh his eye with sweeter light,
  And whisper in his ear,
  “Thy soul is precious in my sight,
  No need thou hast to fear.”