Will Ye Also Go Away?

I

When any turn from Zion’s way⁠—
  Alas! what numbers do!⁠—
Methinks I hear my Saviour say,
  “Wilt thou forsake me too?”

II

Ah, Lord! with such a heart as mine,
  Unless thou hold me fast,
I feel I must, I shall decline,
  And prove like them at last.

III

Yet thou alone hast power, I know,
  To save a wretch like me;
To whom, or whither, could I go,
  If I should turn from thee?

IV

Beyond a doubt I rest assured
  Thou art the Christ of God,
Who hast eternal life secured
  By promise and by blood.

V

The help of men and angels join’d
  Could never reach my case;
Nor can I hope relief to find
  But in thy boundless grace.

VI

No voice but thine can give me rest,
  And bid my fears depart;
No love but thine can make me bless’d.
  And satisfy my heart.

VII

What anguish has that question stirr’d,
  If I will also go?
Yet, Lord, relying on thy word,
  I humbly answer⁠—No.