All that our Savior hath spoken
Came from the heart of God;
Surely it cannot be broken,
Sealed with His precious blood.
Tempests may rage and thunder,
Mountains be rent asunder,
Nations may fear and wonder—
Trust, and be undismayed.
As unto Abram was given
God’s cov’nant word of peace,
Counting the stars of the even—
So shall thy faith increase.
Trust when the light warm and tender
Seemeth to Thee withdrawn;
Wait a few hours, and in splendor
Morning again will dawn!
Trust! tho’ all others forsake thee,
Yet there remains one friend;
Mercy and truth shall o’ertake thee
Down to thy journey’s end.
Trust under every condition
Till thou shalt reach thy home;
Trust, till in perfect fruition
That which is real hath come.