p. 86 | TRUST IN GOD

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 16, 1857

TRUST IN GOD.

Aye! trust as does the loving, trustful child On those whom God has given, To shield him from the ills of life, And lead him home to Heaven.

Trust when the world is dark around, When earth-born lights are dim, When those we love look coldly on; Oh! trust thou then on Him.

Whoever watches o'er thee, And whose Divine command Can bid the angry waves be still, Who holds them in his hand.

Though pain and sickness lay thee low— Though earthly blessings fail— Though slander, with envenomed dart, Thy clearest hopes assail.

Though poverty, with iron grasp, Holds thee in close embrace; And want, with visage wan and pale, Shall stare thee in the face.

He hears the hungry ravens cry; He clothes the lily fair, And are not ye much more than they, The objects of His care?

The weary pathway here on earth, Wherein no flowrets spring; May, to celestial courts in Heaven, Thy ransomed spirit bring.

What, though thy harp be all unstrung, Each tender chord be riven, Its melody, though crushed on earth, May sound again in Heaven.

Thy spirit, sad and weary here, May smile on that bright morn; Each tear-drop prove a shining pearl; Thy diadem to form.

A crown of life, to deck thy brow, When freed from earth-born care; A crown of Wisdom, Faith and Love, Such as the angels wear.—Sel.