MY PEACE I GIVE by Asa Smith

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 14, 1900

“MY PEACE I GIVE.”

By Asa Smith

ASA SMITH.

(Battle Creek, Mich.)

I COULD not see; temptations thronged, Dark clouds had blotted from above The sunshine bright. — Oh, how I longed For human sympathy and love

I seized my pen, intent to tell My troubles to an earthly friend. The Saviour whispered: “ ’Tis not well To take your sorrows to a friend

“Who has no power to give you peace, Nor from your heart has strength to roll Its load of care. My peace I give; Come, rest with me, O weary soul!”

I looked to him: the load was gone, And in my heart was sunshine bright. And now I say, “His will be done;” I’m his, he’s mine, and all is light.

When trials come, let me but see, Beyond the clouds, thy face, dear Lord, And hear thy voice, and I shall be Upheld, supported, by thy word.

If I may know, whate’er the way, That thou art ever near my side, I’ll praise thy name, and calmly say, “Dear Saviour, I am satisfied.”