Go not far from me, O my Strength, Whom all my times obey; Take from me anything Thou wilt, But go not Thou away; And let the storm that does Thy work Deal with me as it may. On Thy compassion I repose, In weakness and distress; I will not ask for greater ease, Lest I should love Thee less; O 'tis a blesséd thing for me To need Thy tenderness! There is no death for me to fear, For CHRIST, my LORD, hath died; There is no curse in this my pain, For He was crucified; And it is fellowship with Him That keeps me near His side. |