19*. In Heavenly Love Abiding

7,6.
by A.L. Waring
1
In heavenly love abiding,
 
No change my heart shall fear,
 
And safe is such confiding,
 
For nothing changes here.
 
The storm may roar without me,
 
My heart may low be laid,
 
But God is round about me,
 
And can I be dismayed?
“Now before the feast of the passover, when Jesus knew that his hour was come that he should depart out of this world unto the Father, having loved his own which were in the world, he loved them unto the end.” (John 13:1)
“Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.” (Hebrews 13:8)
“And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full.” (Mark 4:37)
“Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.” (Psalm 42:5)
“The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them.” (Psalm 34:7)
“Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.” (Isaiah 41:10)
2
Wherever He may guide me,
 
No want shall turn me back;
 
My Shepherd is beside me,
 
And nothing can I lack.
 
His wisdom ever waketh,
 
His sight is never dim;
 
He knows the way He taketh
 
And I will walk with Him.
“<<A Psalm of David.>> The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.” (Psalm 23:1)
“He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.” (Psalm 121:3)
3
Green pastures are before me,
 
Which yet I have not seen,
 
Bright skies will soon be o’er me,
 
Where the dark clouds have been.
 
My hope I cannot measure,
 
My path to life is free,
 
My Savior has my treasure,
 
And He will walk with me.
4
Ere yet another morning
 
My spirit may be free,
 
As absent from the body,
 
At home, O Lord, with Thee.
 
Oh sleep, oh rest, how precious!
 
As, guarded by Thy care,
 
I’m waiting for Thy promise
 
To meet Thee in the air.
5
The Lord Himself, e’en Jesus,
 
Amid the ransomed throng,
 
Its glory, joy and beauty,
 
Its never-ending song.
 
Oh day of wondrous promise!
 
The Bridegroom and the bride
 
Are seen in glory ever:
 
Forever satisfied.
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