Original version by Isaac Watts, rewritten by David Ward
In You, believing we rejoice;
Yet still our joy is mixed with grief,
While faith contends with unbelief.
Your promises our hearts revive,
And keep our fainting hopes alive;
But guilt, and fears, and sorrows rise,
And hide the promise from our eyes.
Chorus:
Lord, make our dying spark a flame,
Reveal the glories of Your name;
And take our anxious doubts away
Like darkness banished by the day.
Oh let not flesh and Satan win
Amid the struggle of our sin;
Nor see our faith in ruins fall,
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