Commit now all your griefs,
and ways into his hands,
to his sure truth and tender care,
who earth and heav'n commands.
Who points the clouds their course,
whom winds and seas obey,
He shall direct your wandering feet,
He shall prepare your way.
Give to the winds your fears,
hope, and be undismayed.
God hears your sighs and counts your tears,
God shall lift up your head.
Through waves and clouds and storms,
he gently clears your way,
wait for his time, so shall the night
soon end in joyous day.
Still heavy is your heart,
Still sink your spirits down?
Cast off the weight, let fear depart,
and every care be gone.
He everywhere has sway,
and all things serve his might,
his every act pure blessing is,
his path unsullied light.
Far, far above your thought,
his counsel shall appear,
when fully he the work has wrought,
that caused your needless fear.
Leave to his sovereign will
to choose and to command,
with wonder filled, you then shall know
how wise, how strong his hand.
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