Turn back, mine enemy, unmoved
Thy wiles, thy snares I see;
Turn back, for when I cry to God
I know He is for me.
Thy day is over; I no more
Thy willing slave can be,
For I have learned to cry to God;
I know He is for me.
Hence with thy strong delusions, hence,
I parley not with thee,
But mid thy temptings cry to God,
I know He is for me.
Ah, if thou knewest as I know
The God to whom I flee,
Thou wouldest not think to gain mine ear;
I know He is for me!
~ From Heart-Hymns of the Christian Life
Thy wiles, thy snares I see;
Turn back, for when I cry to God
I know He is for me.
Thy day is over; I no more
Thy willing slave can be,
For I have learned to cry to God;
I know He is for me.
Hence with thy strong delusions, hence,
I parley not with thee,
But mid thy temptings cry to God,
I know He is for me.
Ah, if thou knewest as I know
The God to whom I flee,
Thou wouldest not think to gain mine ear;
I know He is for me!
~ From Heart-Hymns of the Christian Life
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