By A Collection of Hymns

      10s & 11s.
      1 OMNIPOTENT Lord, My Saviour and King,
      Thy succour afford, Thy righteousness bring;
      Thy promises bind thee Compassion to have,
      Now, now let me find thee Almighty to save.

      2 Rejoicing, in hope, And patient in grief,
      To thee I look up For certain relief;
      I fear no denial, No danger I fear,
      Nor start from the trial, While Jesus is near.

      3 I every hour In jeopardy stand;
      But thou art my power, And holdest my hand;
      While yet I am calling, Thy succour I feel,
      It saves me from falling, Or plucks me from hell.

      4 O who can explain This struggle for life!
      This travail and pain, This trembling and strife!
      Plague, earthquake, and famine, And tumult, and war,
      The wonderful coming Of Jesus declare.

      5 For every fight Is dreadful and loud,
      The warrior's delight Is slaughter and blood,
      His foes overturning, Till all shall expire;
      But this is with burning And fuel of fire.

      6 Yet God is above Men, devils, and sin,
      My Jesus's love The battle shall win,
      So terribly glorious His coming shall be,
      His love all victorious Shall conquer for me

      7 He all shall break through; His truth and his grace
      Shall bring me into The plentiful place,
      Through much tribulation, Through water and fire,
      Through floods of temptation, And flames of desire.

      8 On Jesus, my power, Till then I rely,
      All evil before His presence shall fly;
      When I have my Saviour, My Sin shall depart
      And Jesus for ever Shall reign in my heart.