14 But thunder storms will rage in vain, That only can convert the man. 15 God has his own eternal plan, When, where, and how, just as he please; The thunder's roar, the sparrow's flight, Are both wrap'd up in his decrees. 16 'Twas God who bid this storm arise, Who holds creation in his hand; No thunder clap, no lightning flash, But has Jehovah's own command. 17 Ye poor, ye weak, ye helpless ones, Who fear God's anger is your due, Ten thousand thunder bolts may fall, But never one can fall on you. 18 And when the last great trumpet sounds, And calls the dead from ev'ry tomb, With joy they shall behold his face Who came to take his ransom'd home. 19 Hosannas to the Lamb of God, Who sav'd his people from despair, 20 O could I always keep in view That glorious blessed happy place, Will sing of love and sov'reign grace. Fear ev'ry flash may strike them dead. 22 Though fools may make a mock at sin, They fear this is Jehovah's rod, They tremble at this awful scene, 23 But if Jehovah change the heart, And fill the soul with joyful wonder, And hear a charming voice in thunder. I find a law that when I would do good evil is present with me. Romans vii. 21. 1 WHAT makes me feel so sad to-day? Alas! I hardly feel to live, Yet feel afraid to die. 2 I feel to change ten times a day, Sometimes I know not what I am, Sometimes I would not envy kings, 4 Sometimes I fret, sometimes repine, Sometimes I'm like a lump of lead, 5 Sometimes I walk, sometimes I run, Sometimes I seem to stand quite still, 6 Sometimes I praise, sometimes I pray, Sometimes as stupid as a block, And know not what's the matter. 7 Sometimes I think that all is right, J 8 Sometimes I feel a love to God, Alas! I'm often made to feel 9 Sometimes I've neither doubts nor fears, Sometimes both fear and doubt, Sometimes I feel the foe within, 10 Sometimes I parley with the foe, Sometimes I conquer sin and hell 11 Sometimes can neither read nor pray, Sometimes I've not one single doubt 13 Sometimes again as dark as night, Who're laden down with money; Sometimes I loathe the honey-comb, Though loaded down with honey. 15 Sometimes I could not dare to tell One half of what I feel, Sometimes I cannot feel at all, 16 Sometimes I feel my heart alive, Sometimes I mope and grope about 17 Sometimes I go with trembling steps, 18 Sometimes I hasten to his feet, Sometimes I groan and cry to God, 19 Sometimes I'm not afraid to die, 20 Sometimes I think I can't be right, Sometimes can triumph in my God, 21 Sometimes I wish to fly away And reach the wish'd-for shore, Sometimes I've not one doubt remains, And think to doubt no more. 22 Sometimes I would not change my state With any mortal living, For though I know my sins are great, 23 Sometimes I see my title clear And though I am a sinner sav'd, 24 Sometimes the foolish world crouds in, That soul destroying foe, I linger after Sodom still, Sometimes can let it go. 25 Sometimes I seem to envy those 26 Sometimes I'm happy and content, Sometimes I seek for happiness 27 Sometimes I feel the road I go 28 Sometimes the enemy will boast Sometimes I really think 'tis so,' 29 Sometimes I think I would do good, 30 Sometimes I both believe and say Although I have a thousand fears 31 Sometimes I'm longing for the end, Sometimes my soul is wrap'd in love, 32 Sometimes how sweet the Bible is, Sometimes there's not a promise there 33 Sometimes I would but can't believe, Sometimes I hardly try, Sometimes with blessings in my 34 Sometimes, alas! I see myself, Of self I am asham'd, I sometimes feel within my heart hand |