Faith And Trust, Future Assured, The

Verse 1

Father! whate’er of earthly bliss
Thy sovereign hand denies,
Accepted at thy throne of grace,
Let this petition rise:--

Verse 2

“Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
From every murmur free;
The blessings of thy grace impart,
And let me live to thee.

Verse 3

“Let the sweet hope that thou art mine
My path of life attend;
Thy presence through my journey shine,
And bless its happy end.”

Verse 1

Give to the winds thy fears;
Hope, and be undismayed;
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.

Verse 2

Through waves, and clouds, and storms,
He gently clears the way;
Wait thou his time; so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.

Verse 3

What, though thou rulest not?
Yet heaven, and earth, and hell
Proclaim,--God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.

Verse 4

Leave to his sovereign sway
To choose and to command;
So shalt thou wondering own, his way
How wise, how strong his hand!

Verse 1

Here I can firmly rest;
I dare to boast of this,
That God, the highest and the best,
My Friend and Father is.

Verse 2

Naught have I of my own,
Naught in the life I lead;
What Christ hath given, that alone
I dare in faith to plead.

Verse 3

I rest upon the ground
Of Jesus and his blood;
It is through him that I have found
My soul’s eternal good.

Verse 4

At cost of all I have,
At cost of life and limb,
I cling to God who yet shall save;
I will not turn from him.

Verse 5

His Spirit in me dwells,
O’er all my mind he reigns;
My care and sadness he dispels,
And soothes away my pains.

Verse 6

He prospers day by day
His work within my heart,
Till I have strength and faith to say,
Thou, God, my Father art!

Verse 1

In some way or other
The Lord will provide;
It may not be my way,
It may not be thy way,
And yet in his own way,
The Lord will provide.

Verse 2

At some time or other
The Lord will provide;
It may not be my time,
It may not be thy time,
And yet in his own time,
The Lord will provide.

Verse 3

Despond then no longer,
The Lord will provide;
And this be the token--
No word he hath spoken,
Was ever yet broken,
The Lord will provide.

Verse 4

March on, then, right boldly
The sea shall divide;
The pathway made glorious
With shoutings victorious,
We’ll join in the chorus,
The Lord will provide.

Verse 1

Oh! what, if we are Christ’s,
Is earthly shame or loss?
Bright shall the crown of glory be
When we have borne the cross.

Verse 2

Keen was the trial once,
Bitter the cup of woe,
When martyred saints, baptized in blood,
Christ’s sufferings shared below.

Verse 3

Bright is their glory now,
Boundless their joy above,
Where, on the bosom of their God,
They rest in perfect love.

Verse 4

Lord! may that grace be ours,
Like them, in faith, to bear
All that of sorrow, grief, or pain
May be our portion here.

Verse 1

The Lord my Shepherd is;
I shall be well supplied:
Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside?

Verse 2

He leads me to the place
Where heavenly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.

Verse 3

If e’er I go astray,
He doth my soul reclaim,
And guides me, in his own right way,
For his most holy name.

Verse 4

While he affords his aid,
I cannot yield to fear;
Tho’ I should walk thro’ death’s dark shade,
My Shepherd’s with me there.