HYMN OF TRUST

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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 23, 1857

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 10, No. 12.

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HYMN OF TRUST.

My God, I would not doubt Thy wisdom or thy grace, Although the clouds may sometimes veil The brightness of thy face.
I would not dread the hand That doth my life control, Even if the instruments are sharp That search and try the soul.
I would not shrink to yield The treasure or the friend, That in thy plenitude of love, Thou didst vouchsafe to lend.
I would not e'er forsake The strength that cannot fail, A poor, blind wanderer of the dust, An atom on the gale.
I would not plant my hope Where all things change and die; But, anchored on thy word of truth, Look upward to the sky. [Sigourney.