Cathedral (Begone Unbelief)

Begone unbelief, my Savior is near And for my relief will surely appear By prayer let me wrestle, and He will perform With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm Though dark be my way, since He is my Guide 'Tis mine to obey, 'Tis His to provide Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail The word He hath spoken, shall surely prevail Hallelujah His love in time past, forbids me to think He'll leave me at last, in trouble to sink While each Ebenezer, I have in review Confirms His good pleasure, to help me quite through Hallelujah Why should I complain of want or distress Temptation or pain? He told me no less The heirs of salvation, I know from His Word Through much tribulation, must follow their Lord Since all that I meet, shall work for my good The bitter is sweet, the medicine, food Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long And then, oh, how pleasant the conqueror's song! The conqueror's song! The conqueror's song!