Oh, be still, thou soul of mine,
Thou art not forsaken;
Tho’ the powers of sin may rage,
Thou shalt be unshaken.
He who gave His life for thee,
Thus permits that thou shouldst be—
For thy good, as thou shalt see—
Tempted for a season.
Be courageous, firm and true
When life’s battle’s waging;
Oh, be still, my soul, and rest
When the tempest’s raging.
He who doth our sorrows share
In His love and tender care—
Trials more than thou canst bear,
Will not let thee suffer.
Why shouldst thou so fearful be
At the tempter’s roaring?
Simply trust in God alone,
Satan’s wrath ignoring.
See God’s tenderness, and prove
With the sainted hosts above,
His unfailing, wondrous love,
Ever for thee caring.
Yes, dear Lord, I will be still,
I will trust Thee ever;
I’ll submit to all Thy will,
Cling to Thee forever.
Lord, Thou knowest what is best,
Confident in this I’ll rest,
Till I dwell with all the blest,
And with Thee in Heaven.