Let Me but Hear My Savior Say

Let me but hear my Sav­ior say

Strength shall be equal to thy day;

Then I re­joice in deep dis­tress

Leaning on all-suf­fi­cient grace.

I glo­ry in in­fir­mi­ty

That Christ’s own pow­er may rest on me;

When I am weak

then am I strong

Grace is my shield

and Christ my song.

I can do all things

or can bear

All suf­fer­ings

if my Lord be there;

Sweet plea­sures min­gle with the pains

While His left hand my head sus­tains.

But if the Lord be once with­drawn

And we at­tempt the work alone;

When new temp­ta­tions spring and rise

We find how great our weak­ness is.

So Sam­son

when his hair was lost

Met the Phi­lis­tines to his cost;

Shook his vain limbs with sad sur­prise

Made fee­ble fight

and lost his eyes.