Comfort in the Promises

Verse 1

O God, to thee we raise our eyes; Calm resignation we implore; O let no murmuring thought arise, But humbly let us still adore.

Verse 2

With meek submission may we bear Each needful cross thou shalt ordain; Nor think our trials too severe, Nor dare thy justice to arraign.

Verse 3

For though mysterious now thy ways To erring mortals may appear, Hereafter we thy name shall praise For all our keenest sufferings here.

Verse 4

Thy needful help, O God, afford, Nor let us sink in deep despair; Aid us to trust thy sacred word, And find our sweetest comfort there.