Hymn number 522

WHEN any turn from Zion’s way,
As some have seemed to do,
I hear my Lord and Saviour say,
‘Wilt thou forsake Me too?’

2

Ah, Lord, with such a heart as mine,
Unless Thou hold me fast,
I feel I must, I shall decline,
And prove like them at last.

3

Yet Thou alone hast power I know
To save a wretch like me:
To whom or whither could I go,
If I should turn from Thee?

4

Beyond a doubt, I rest assured
Thou art the Christ of God;
Who hast eternal life secured
By promise and by blood.

5

No voice but Thine can give me rest,
And bid my fears depart:
No love but Thine can make me blest,
And satisfy my heart.

6

What anguish has that question stirred,
That I might also stray,
Yet, Lord, relying on Thy Word,
I’ll never go away.