Trust in the Lord by L. D. Santee

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jun 4, 1908

Trust in the Lord.

By L. D. Santee

It is easy to trust in the sunshine, The sensuous sunshine of June, When the far-reaching uplands and prairies Seem a 'blossoming sea of perfume. When joy spreads her mantle above us, And our bosoms are cheered by a word From the lips of the dear ones who love us, It is easy to trust in the Lord.

When our bark rests light on life's ocean, As a babe on its mother's breast, When the wild waves have ceased their commotion, And hushed are the billows to rest, When gently the breeze bears us onward, With our friends and companions on board, It is easy to float with the current; It is easy to trust in the Lord.

But when the bright sunshine has vanished, And the cloud brings its darkness and storm, And the gloom of the night gathers round you, And weary eyes watch for the morn, When those whom you love turn against you, And their cruel words cut like a sword, In your darkness and pain, O my brother, 'O then can you trust in the Lord?

Can you trust ’mid the wrath of the ocean, When the foam-cloud is flung to the sky? When the billows, in wrathful commotion, Have their angry hands lifted on high? When strained is the mast and the cordage, And ne'er a companion on board, ’Mid the wreck of your heart’s desolation, O then can you trust in the Lord?

— L. D. Santee.