re: help my unbelief

You may have grown up in a church where you sang hymns or you may not.  I did not.  I love them now.  They are beautiful and intense and often deliver great theological truth.  John Newton wrote Amazing Grace.  He also wrote a bunch of other hymns which we don’t sing or know about anymore.  “Help My Unbelief” was featured in the Gadsby Hymnal.  Red Mountain Church has covered this hymn beautifully in recent years and the words have really been turning over and over in my mind the last few days.

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 never relent
Till Jesus makes it soft,
Till Jesus makes it soft.

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

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.

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

I’m not one who usually shares song lyrics.  They’re usually meaningless to anyone who does not really know the song well.  I know you all just scrolled down past those words, maybe skimming them quickly with your eyes to try and understand the main theme in case it is important.  It’s ok.  I mostly put them there to pay homage to Newton’s work.  I put it there so that it would be there.

I know I need to pray but I don’t. When I do, it is meaningless and empty-hearted.

I know I need to change the way I am.  I can’t.  I want to but I don’t want to. My heart just isn’t in it.

I don’t love people like I should.  I know I am loved by God but my heart is still hard and apathetic toward people.

I complain.  I know that something can’t be changed.  It may be what God wants but instead of making the best of it, I complain.

Who don’t these things describe.  We suffer from murmuring, and baseness, and hard-heartedness, and fear and all of these stem from not believing that God is who He says He is, from not believing that God is good, and just, and sovereign.

Where is your unbelief today?

Oh, God! Help my unbelief.  My help must come from you.


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