“Lacked ye any thing?” Luke 22. 35; Deut. 2. 7
J. Newton L.M.
Be still, my heart! these anxious cares
To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares;
They cast dishonour on thy Lord,
And contradict his gracious word.
Brought safely by his hand thus far,
Why dost thou now give place to fear?
How canst thou want if he provide,
Or lose thy way with such a guide?
Did ever trouble yet befall,
And he refuse to hear thy call?
And has he not his promise passed,
That thou shalt overcome at last?
He who has helped me hitherto,
Will help me all my journey through;
And give me daily cause to raise
New Ebenezers to his praise.