A Hymn for Today

Be Not Afraid

Be not afraid, ’tis I, ’tis I,
Though the storm rages wild;
In thy sore need I’m passing by,
Off’ring to help thee, hear thy cry—
Be of good cheer, My child.”
“Be not afraid, ’tis I,
Be not afraid, ’tis I”;
Though wild winds blowing,
My bark o’erflowing,
God rules in earth and sky:
“Be not afraid, ’tis I,
Be not afraid, ’tis I”;
The storm can’t harm my trusting soul,
For Jesus walks the waves that roll;
His voice I hear, which calms my fear,
’Tis I, be not afraid.”
Be not afraid, ’mid pressing foes,
Jesus is watching near;
He all thy deepest sorrow knows,
Walked every step thy pathway goes;
Trust Him, then; do not fear.
Be not afraid,
He knows thy heart,
And He doth care for thee;
Of all thy grief He shares a part,
Stands by thy side,
He’ll not depart,
If thou wilt faithful be.
Be not afraid,
O helpless one,
Trust in His boundless grace;
Say from the heart,
“Thy will be done,
Finish the work Thou hast begun,
Bring me to see Thy face.”

Words: Barney E Warren (1911)

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