My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from Him.@Psalm 62:5
portrait
Luther O. Emerson (1820–1915)

Ben­ja­min Bed­dome, in the first ed­i­tion of A Se­lec­tion of Hymns from the Best Au­thors, by John Rip­pon, 1787.

Ses­sions Lu­ther O. Em­er­son, 1847 (🔊 pdf nwc).

portrait
Benjamin Beddome (1717–1795)

Wait, O my soul, thy maker’s will;
Tumultuous passions, all be still!
Nor let a murmuring thought arise;
His ways are just, His counsels wise.

He in the thickest darkness dwells,
Performs His work, the cause conceals;
But, though His methods are unknown,
Judgment and truth support His throne.

In Heaven, and earth, and air, and seas
He executes His firm decrees;
And by His saints it stands confessed,
That what He does is ever best.

Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait;
Prostrate before His awful seat;
And, ’midst the terrors of His rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.