Uncertain How the Way to Find

Uncertain how the way to find

Which to sal­va­tion led;

I list­ened long

with anx­ious mind

To hear what oth­ers said.

When some of joys and com­forts told

I feared that I was wrong;

For I was stu­pid

dead

and cold

Had nei­ther joy nor song.

The Lord my la­bor­ing heart re­lieved

And made my bur­den light;

Then for a mo­ment I be­lieved

Supposing all was right.

Of fierce temp­ta­tions oth­ers talked

Of ang­uish and dis­may;

Thro’ what dis­tress­es they had walked

Before they found the way.

Ah! then I thought my hopes were vain

For I had lived at ease;

I wished for all my fears again

To make me more like these.

I had my wish

the Lord dis­closed

The ev­ils of my heart;

And left my nak­ed soul ex­posed

To Sa­tan’s fie­ry dart.

Alas! I now must give it up

I cried in deep des­pair;

How could I dream of draw­ing hope

From what I can­not bear!

Again my Sav­ior brought me aid

And when He set me free

Trust simp­ly on My word

He said

And leave the rest to Me.