980    L.M.     A. Steele
“Because I live, ye shall live also.” John 14. 19

1 When sins and fears prevailing rise,
  And fainting hope almost expires,
  Jesus, to thee I lift my eyes,
  To thee I breathe my soul’s desires.

2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord?
  And can my hope – my comfort die,
  Fixed on thy everlasting word,
  That word which built the earth and sky?

3 If my immortal Saviour lives,
  Then my immortal life is sure;
  His word a firm foundation gives;
  Here let me build and rest secure.

4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell;
  Immovable the promise stands;
  Not all the powers of earth or hell
  Can e’er dissolve the sacred bands.

5 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose;
  If Jesus is for ever mine,
  Not death itself, that last of foes,
  Shall break a union so divine.