Scripture Verse

My God, in whom I trust. Psalm 91:2


William H. Burleigh

Words: Will­iam H. Bur­leigh, in Ly­ra Sac­ra Am­er­ica­na, 1868.

Music: Di­a­de­ma Jo­seph Barn­by, 1883 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Joseph Barnby


Still will we trust,
Though earth seem dark and dreary,
And the heart faint
Beneath His chastening rod;
Though rough and steep
Our pathway worn and weary,
Still will we trust in God!

Our eyes see dimly
Till by faith anointed,
And our blind choosing
Brings us grief and pain;
Through Him alone
Who hath our way appointed,
We find our peace again.

Choose for us, God!
Nor let our weak preferring
Cheat our poor souls
Of good Thou has designed;
Choose for us, God!
Thy wisdom is unerring,
And we are fools and blind.

So from our sky
The night shall furl her shadows,
And day pour gladness
Through his golden gates,
Our rough path lead
To flower-enameled meadows,
Where joy our coming waits.

Let us press on,
In patient self denial,
Accept the hardship,
Shrink not from the loss;
Our portion lies
Beyond the hour of trial,
Our crown beyond the cross.