1 If Thou but trust in God to guide thee
And hope in Him through all thy ways,
He’ll give thee strength, what e’er betide thee,
And bear thee through the evil days;
Who trusts in God’s unchanging love
Builds on the Rock that naught can move.
2 What can these anxious cares avail thee,
These never ceasing moans and sighs?
What can it help if thou bewail the
O’er each dark moment as it flies?
Our cross and trials do but press
The heavier for our bitterness.
3 Only be still, and wait His leisure
In cheerful hope, with heart content
To take what e’er thy Father’s pleasure
And all discerning love have sent;
Nor doubt our inmost wants are known
To Him who chose us for His own.
4 All are alike before the Highest;
‘Tis easy to our God, we know,
To raise thee up though low thou liest,
To make the rich man poor and low;
True wonders still by Him are wrought
Who setteth up and brings to naught.
5 Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving;
In all thy labor faithful be,
And trust His Word; though undeserving,
Thou yet shall find it true for thee.
God never will forsake in need
The soul that trusts in Him indeed.
