LOOKING UNTO JESUS by P. M. Wadsworth

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Feb 27, 1893

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 17.

"LOOKING UNTO JESUS."

By P. M. Wadsworth

Brother, sister, on life's ocean, Tempest-tossed thy bark may be; Jesus walks the heaving waters, As of old on Galilee. Look not on the storm around thee, Fix thine eyes on Christ alone; He, the never-failing Refuge, He, the sure Foundation Stone.

Falter not in doubt or danger; One there was in days of old, Fearful, found his footsteps sinking In the surges dark and cold. All thy trust on Jesus placing, Though the waves are round thy feet; He has trod the path before thee, He is on the mercy seat.

When thy heart and flesh are failing, Go to him in fervent prayer, Ask of him the needed blessing, Cast on him thy every care. As he bends his ear to listen, Streams of mercy, peace, and love Freely flow in gracious answer From the Fount of Grace above.

Drinking of the living water, Kept by his sustaining power, Guided by the Holy Spirit In his service hour by hour— He the Vine and we the branches, Living in him, fruit we bear, For the harvest, rich, eternal, In our mansion "over there." —P. M. Wadsworth.