He has sent me to declare,
All is ready, all is free :
Why should any soul despair,
When he saved a wretch like me ?
55.
Freedom from Care.
1 WHILE I lived without the Lord,
(If I might be said to live,)
Nothing could relief afford,
Nothing satisfaction give.
2 Empty hopes and groundless fear
Moved by turn my anxious mind ;
Like a feather in the air,
Made the sport of every wind.
3 Now T see, whate er betide,
All is well, if Christ be mine ;
He has promised to provide,
I have only to resign.
4 When a sense of sin and thrall
Forced me to the sinner s Friend,
He engaged to manage all,
By the way, and to the end.
5 " Cast," he said, " on me thy care,
Tis enough that I am nigh ;
I will all thy burdens bear,
I will all thy wants supply.
6 *< Simply follow as I lead,
Do not reason, but believe ;
Call on me in time of need,
Thou shalt surely help receive. "
7 Lord, I would, I do submit,
Gladly yield my all to thee ;
What thy wisdom sees most fit,
Must be surely best for me.
