Can it be right for me to go
On in this dark, uncertain way;
Say “I believe” and yet not know
Whether my sins are put away?
Not know my trespasses forgiven
Until I meet Him in the air?
Not know that I shall get to heaven
Until I wake and find me there?
Must clouds and darkness veil my brow
Until I dwell with saints in light?
And must I walk in darkness now
Because I cannot walk by sight?
Is this the way to treat the God
Who bids me trust and love Him now?
Is this the way to use the Word
Given to guide me here below?
How can I be like Christ below,
How like my Lord in witness shine,
Unless with conscious joy I know
His Father and His God as mine?
Oh, crush this cruel unbelief!
These needless, shameful doubts remove,
And suffer me no more to grieve
The God whom I do really love.