Ye souls that are weak, and helpless, and poor,
by Joseph Hart·1814·Meter 104th
Ye souls that are weak, and helpless, and poor,
Who know not to speak, much less to do more,
Lo! here's a foundation for comfort and peace -
In Christ is salvation; the kingdom is his.
With power he rules, and wonders performs;
Gives conduct to fools, and courage to worms
Beset by sore evils without and within,
By legions of devils and mountains of sin.
Then be not afraid; all power is given
To Jesus, our Head, in earth and in heaven;
Through him we shall conquer the mightiest foes;
Our Captain is stronger than all that oppose.
His power from above he'll kindly impart,
So free is his love, so tender his heart;
Redeemed with his merit, we're washed in his blood;
Renewed by his Spirit, we've power with God.
Thy grace we adore, Director divine;
The kingdom, and power, and glory are thine.
Preserve us from running on rocks or on shelves,
>From foes strong and cunning, and most from ourselves.
Reign o'er us as King, accomplish thy will,
And powerfully bring us forth from all ill;
Till, falling before thee, we laud thy loved name,
Ascribing the glory to God and the Lamb.