Pardon, Peace, and Power
By John Francis Olmstead
Do you e’er feel the threatening clouds
That harrow hearts of men,
Which cast a shade of doubt and gloom
Before us now and then?
Then turn, O turn to God above
In every trying hour!
And he will give us freely here
His pardon, peace, and power. When battles rage in conflicts sore
Which try the hearts of all,
Some then will flee, and some will fight,
And some will wounded fall.
But if nobility of soul
E’er prompts in sun or shower,
We need not fear, for God will give
His pardon, peace, and power. When we the doubts and battles face
Which chase and threaten here
The mighty throngs of helpless men,
Who flee when danger’s near,
Just lift the heart, and look to him
Who keeps us every hour,
And we shall ever, ever feel
His pardon, peace, and power.