With Heaven by John Newton — Read

I: With heaven, my journey's end, in view; / Supported by his staff and rod, / My road is safe and pleasant too.

II: I travel through a desert wide, / Where many round me blindly stray:

But he vouchsafes to be my guide, / And will not let me miss my way.

III: Though snares and dangers throng my path.

And earth and hell my course withstand, / I triumph over all by faith, / Guarded by his almighty hand.

IV: The wilderness affords no food, / But God for my support prepares --

Provides me every needful good, / And frees my soul from wants and cares.

V: With him sweet converse I maintain; / Great as he is, I dare be free; / I tell him all my grief and pain, / And he reveals his love to me.

VI: Some cordial from his word he brings / Whene'er my feeble spirit faints --

At once my soul revives and sings, / And yields no more to sad complaints.

VII: I pity all that worldlings talk / Of pleasures that will quickly end:

Be this my choice, O Lord, to walk / With thee, my Guide, my Guard, my Friend.