When any turn from Zion's way, <br />(Alas! what numbers do!) <br />Methinks I hear my Saviour say, <br />Wilt thou forsake me too? <br /> <br />Ah Lord! with such a heart as mine, <br />Unless thou hold me fast; <br />I feel I must, I shall decline, <br />And prove like them at last. <br /> <br />Yet thou alone hast pow'r, I know, <br />To save a wretch like me; <br />To whom, or whither, could I go, <br />If I should turn from thee? <br /> <br />Beyond a doubt I rest assured <br />Thou art the Christ of God; <br />Who hast eternal life secured <br />By promise and by blood. <br /> <br />The help of men and angels joined, <br />Could never reach my case; <br />Nor can I hope relief to find, <br />But in thy boundless grace. <br /> <br />No voice but thine can give me rest, <br />And bid my fears depart; <br />No love but thine can make me blest, <br />And satisfy my heart. <br /> <br />What anguish has that question stirred, <br />If I will also go? <br />Yet, Lord, relying on thy word, <br />I humbly answer, No!<br /><br />John Newton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/will-ye-also-go-away/
