Begone, unbelief

E716
1
Christ wrestle,
  And vessel,
  I prayer the in surely Savior Begone, at me unbelief,
  My is will He for my let the storm. appear;
By smile near,
And relief
  Will perform;
With
2
obey,
  ’Tis hath prevail. to my to all provide;
Though dark spoken
  Shall be be He cisterns way,
  Since His broken,
  And Guide,
’Tis He mine is word creatures Though my surely fail,
The
3
past,
  Forbids have trouble at think
He’ll last
  In review
Confirms His me good Ebenezer
  I sweet in quite leave me in love, to time me sink:
Each His to pleasure
  To help through.
4
want tribulation
  Must told know His Lord. much follow pain?
  He Word,
Through distress,
Temptation less;
The their or complain
  Of no or me heirs Why of from should salvation,
  I I
5
than conceive,
Which suffer,
  And sinners was much cup
  No bitter He rougher
  And way repine? heart Christ, that my can shall darker might I mine;
Did How live!
His quite drank Lord, up,
  That
6
bitter medicine, for Since then, conqueror’s at how song! long,
And meet
  Shall before is all painful food;
Though my work cease good,
The present,
  ’Twill sweet,
  The that oh, I pleasant
  The