By A Collection of Hymns

      S.M.
      1 AWAY, my needless fears,
      And doubts no longer mine;
      A ray of heavenly light appears,
      A messenger divine.

      2 Thrice comfortable hope,
      That calms my troubled breast;
      My Father's hand prepares the cup,
      And what he wills is best.

      3 If what I wish is good,
      And suits the will divine;
      By earth and hell in vain withstood,
      I know it shall be mine.

      4 Still let them counsel take
      To frustrate his decree,
      They cannot keep a blessing back
      By heaven designed for me.

      5 Here then I doubt no more,
      But in his pleasure rest,
      Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power,
      Engage to make me blest.

      6 To accomplish his design
      The creatures all agree;
      And all the attributes divine
      Are now at work for me.