HYMN OF TRUST

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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Jun 10, 1889

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 15, No. 22.

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HYMN OF TRUST.

O Love divine, that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On thee we cast each earth-born care, We smile at pain while thou art near.
Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrows crowd each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts are whispering, Thou art near!
When drooping pleasure turns to grief, And trembling faith is turned to fear, The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, Shall softly tell us thou art near.
On thee we fling our burdened woe, O Love divine, forever dear, Content to suffer while we know, Living or dying, thou art near! —Oliver Wendell Holmes.