Of trust, and strength, and calmness, from above.
2 Lord, we have wandered forth thro’ doubt and sorrow,
And thou hast made each step an onward one;
And we will ever trust each unknown morrow—
Thou wilt sustain us till its work is done.
3 In the heart’s depths, a peace serene and holy
Abides, and when pain seems to have her will,
Or we despair—O may that peace rise slowly,
Stronger than agony, and we be still.
4 Now, Father, now, in thy dear presence kneeling,