Why is thy faith in God’s great love so small? Why doth thy heart shrink back at duty’s call? Art thou obeying this: Abide in Me? And doth the Master’s word abide in thee? O blest assurance from our risen Lord; O precious comfort breathing from the Word. How great the promise, could there greater be? Ask what thou wilt, it shall be done for thee. Ask what thou wilt, but O, remember this, We ask and have not when we ask amiss. If weak in faith, we only half believe That what we ask we really shall receive.