Moses My servant is dead…As I was with Moses, so I will be with you; I will never leave you nor forsake you. Joshua 1:2,5
Words: Philip Doddridge (1702–1751). Published posthumously in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, by Job Orton (Shropshire, England: Joshua Eddowes & John Cotton, 1755), number 17:
Support in the precious presence of God under the loss of ministers, and other useful friends.
If you know where to get a good picture of Williams (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Now let our mourning hearts revive,
And all our tears be dry;
Why should those eyes be drowned in grief
Which view a Savior nigh?
What though the arm of conquering death
Does God’s own house invade?
What though the prophet and the priest
Be numbered with the dead?
Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust,
The agèd and the young,
The watchful eye in darkness closed,
And mute th’instructive tongue.
The eternal Shepherd still survives,
New comfort to impart;
His eye still guides us, and His voice
Still animates our heart.
Lo! I am with you, saith the Lord,
My church shall safe abide;
For I will ne’er forsake My own,
Whose souls in Me confide.
Through every scene of life and death,
This promise is our trust;
And this shall be our children’s song,
When we are cold in dust.