I fear no ill while thou art near; But let thy voice salute my ear, Should spirits faint and 'scape the sigh, With these sweet words, "Fear not; 'tis I." With courage fresh my soul shall tread On faith's firm ground where thou dost lead; While still upon thy gracious face My steady eye maintains its place. And now, my Joshua, choose, and lay The stones in Jordan's middle way; Let them o'ertop the flowing wave, Memorial of thy power to save. For, once a suit I did prefer, With feeble hope and trembling fear, That I might have a Pisgah view, In Jordan's swells, of Canaan new. Thy softened glory let me see, Then cause thy face to shine on me; And tune my heart, and tune my voice, And language furnish to rejoice. That all around may lend their tongue, And sweetly join my dying song; Then, Newton, saved by grace like me, We'll sing of sovereign grace with thee. _______________ *"Let us love, and sing, and wonder, Let us praise the Saviour's name; He has hushed the law's loud thunder, He has quenched mount Sinai's flame; He has washed us in his blood, He has brought us nigh to God. *Olney Hymns, 82, book 3. "Let us love the Lord who bought us, Pitied us when enemies; Called us by his grace, and taught us; Gave us ears, and gave us eyes: He has wafted us in his blood, He presents our souls to God. "Let us sing, though strong temptation Threaten hard to bear us down: For the Lord, our strong salvation, Holds in view the conqueror's crown, He who washed us in his blood, Soon shall bring us home to God. "Let us wonder, grace and justice Join and point to mercy's store; When through grace, in Christ our trust is, Justice smiles, and asks no more. He who washed us in his blood, Has secured our way to God. "Let us praise, and join the chorus Of the saints enthroned on high; Here they trusted him before us, Now their praises fill the sky. Thou hast washed us in thy blood, Thou art worthy, Lamb of God.