It is not for the first time
I trust to-day;
For Thee my heart has never
A trustless ‘Nay!’
I take this pain, Lord Jesus;
But what beside?
‘Tis no unmingled portion
Thou dost provide.
In every hour of faintness
My cup runs o’er
It is not for the first time
I trust to-day;
For Thee my heart has never
A trustless ‘Nay!’
I take this pain, Lord Jesus;
But what beside?
‘Tis no unmingled portion
Thou dost provide.
In every hour of faintness
My cup runs o’er