Olney Hymns (1840)/Book 1/Hymn 25
25.
Hannah; or, the Throne of Grace.—1 Sam. i, 18.
1 When Hannah, press'd with grief, Pour'd forth her soul in pray'r; She quickly found relief, And left her burden there: Like her, in every trying case Let us approach the throne of grace.
2 When she began to pray, Her heart was pain'd and sad; But ere she went away Was comforted and glad. In trouble what a resting-place Have they who know the throne of grace!
3 Though men and devils rage, And threaten to devour, The saints from age to age Are safe from all their power; Fresh strength they gain to run their race By waiting at the throne of grace.
4 Eli her case mistook; How was her spirit moved By his unkind rebuke! But God her cause approved. We need not fear a creature's face While welcome at the throne of grace.
5 She was not fill'd with wine, As Eli rashly thought, But with a faith divine, And found the help she sought. Though men despise and call us base, Still let us ply the throne of grace.
6 Men have not power or skill With troubled souls to bear; Though they express good-will. Poor comforters they are: But swelling sorrows sink apace When we approach the throne of grace.
7 Numbers before have tried, And found the promise true; Nor yet one been denied, Then why should I or you? Let us by faith their footsteps trace, And hasten to the throne of grace.
8 As fogs obscure the light, And taint the morning air, But soon are put to flight If the bright sun appear, Thus Jesus will our troubles chase, By shining from the throne of grace.[1]
- ↑ Book ii, Hymn 61.