Begone Unbelief { Begone Unbelief LYONS-Johann Michael Haydn Begone Unbelief } Begone unbelief, My Saviour is near, And for my relief Will surely appear; By prayer let me wrestle, And He will perform: With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm Though dark be my way, Since He is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'Tis His to provide: Though cisterns be broken, And creatures all fail , The word He hath spoken Shall surely prevail His love in time past, Forbids me to think He'll leave me at last In trouble to sink: Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, Confirms His good pleasure to help me quite throu gh Why should I complain Of want or distress Temptation or pain? He told me no less; The heirs of Salvation, I know from His Word, Through much tribulation Must follow their Lord Since all that I meet Shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, The medicine, food; Though painful at present 'Twill cease before lon g, And then, oh, how pleasant- The conqueror's song!