Afflictions Blessed

Verse 1

How tender is thy hand, O thou most gracious God! Afflictions come at thy command, And leave us at thy word.

Verse 2

How gentle is the rod That chastens us for sin! How soon we find a smiling God Where deep distress has been!

Verse 3

A Father's hand we feel, A Father's love we know; 'Mid tears of penitence we kneel, And find his promise true.

Verse 4

We tell him all our grief, We think of Jesus' love; A sense of pardon brings relief, And bids our pains remove.

Verse 5

Now will we bless the Lord, And in his strength confide; Forever be his name adored, For there is none beside.