Be Still, My Heart!

Verse 1

Be still, my heart! these anxious cares To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares; They cast dishonor on thy Lord, And contradict his gracious word; Brought safely by his hand thus far, Why wilt thou now give place to fear?

Verse 2

When first before his mercy-seat Thou didst to him thy all commit, He gave thee warrant from that hour To trust his wisdom, love, and power: Did ever trouble yet befall And he refuse to hear thy call?

Verse 3

He who has helped thee hitherto, Will help thee all thy journey through; Though rough and thorny be the road, It leads thee home, apace, to God; Then count thy present trials small, For heaven will make amends for all.