Let me, thou sovereign Lord of all

Verse 1

Let me, thou sovereign Lord of all, Low at thy footstool humbly fall; And while I feel affliction’s rod, Be still and know that thou art God.

Verse 2

Let me not murmur nor repine, Under these trying strokes of thine; But while I walk the mournful road Be still and know that thou art God.

Verse 3

When and wherever thou shalt smite; Teach me to own thy sovereign right; And underneath the heaviest load, Be still and know that thou art God.

Verse 4

Still let this truth support my mind, Thou canst not err nor be unkind; And thus approve thy chastening rod, And know thou art my Father, God!

Verse 5

When this afflicted soul shall rise To ceaseless joys above the skies, I shall, as ransomed by thy blood, For ever sing, “Thou art my God!”