When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way where I walk have they hidden a snare for me. Psalm 142:3
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.
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.