Help My Unbelief

Verse 1:
I know the Lord is nigh,
And would but cannot pray,
For Satan meets me when I try,
And frights my soul away.
And frights my soul away.

I would but can’t repent,
Though I endeavor oft;
This stony heart can ne’er relent
Till Jesus makes it soft.
Till Jesus make it soft.

Chorus:
Help my unbelief. Help my unbelief.
Help my unbelief.
My help must come from Thee.

Verse 2:
I would but cannot love,
Though wooed by love divine;
No arguments have power to move
A soul as base as mine.
A soul so base as mine.

I would but cannot rest,
In God’s most holy will;
I know what He appoints is best,
And murmur at it still.
I murmur at it still.

Words: John Newton, 1725-1807.
Chorus by Clint Wells.
Music: Clint Wells, 2005.