Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last. Amen.
36. (89)
1 We gather together to ask the Lord’s blessing;
He chastens and hastens his will to make known;
The wicked oppressing now cease from distressing,
Sing praises to his Name; he forgets not his own.
2 Beside us to guide us, our God with us joining,
Ordaining, maintaining his kingdom divine;