Scripture Verse

They that know Thy name will put their trust in Thee: for Thou, Lord, hast not forsaken them that seek Thee. Psalm 9:10


Words: Ot­ti­well He­gin­bo­thom, in the Chris­tian Ma­ga­zine, Feb­ru­ary, 1763. Com­fort in sick­ness and death.

Music: Here­ford (Ou­se­ley) Fred­er­ick A. Gore-Ou­se­ley, in Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1861 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of He­gin­bo­thom (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Frederick A. Gore-Ouseley (1825–1889)


When sick­ness shakes the lang­uid frame,
Each dazz­ling plea­sure flies;
Phantoms of bliss no more ob­scure
Our long de­lud­ed eyes.

Then the tre­men­dous arm of death
Its hat­ed scep­ter shows;
And na­ture faints be­neath the weight
Of com­pli­cat­ed woes.

The tot­ter­ing frame of mor­tal life
Shall crum­ble into dust,
Nature shall faint—but learn, my soul
On na­ture’s God to trust.

The man, whose pi­ous heart is fixed
On his all gra­cious God,
In ev­ery frown may com­fort find,
And kiss the chast­en­ing rod.

Nor him shall death it­self alarm;
On Heav’n his soul re­lies;
With joy he views his mak­er’s love,
And with com­po­sure dies.