“Lacked ye any thing?” Luke 22. 35; Deut. 2. 7
J. Newton L.M.
1
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.
2
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?
3
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?
4
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.
