510. He bids us come; His voice we know
He bids us come ; His voice we know,
And boldly on the waters go,
To Him our God and Lord ;
We walk on life's tempestuous sea,
For He who died to set us free.
But if from Him we turn the eye
We see the raging floods run high,
We feel our fears within ;
Our foes so strong, our flesh so frail,
Reason and unbelief prevail,
And plunge us into sin.
Lord ! we our unbelief confess,
Do thou our little faith increase,
That we may fail no more,
But fix on Thee a steady eye,
And on Thine outstretched arm rely
Till all the storm is o'er.