X. COMMIT thou all thy griefs He shall direct thy wand'ring feet, Thou on the Lord rely, So, safe, shalt thou go on: Fix on His work thy stedfast eye, So shall thy work be done: No profit can'st thou gain By self-consuming care, To Him commend thy cause: His ear Attends the softest prayer. Thine everlasting truth, Father! thy ceaseless love, Sees all thy children's wants, and knows Thou everywhere hast sway, What shall thy work withstand? What all thy children want, thou giv'st, Give to the winds thy fears: God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clears thy way: Wait thou His time, so shall this night Still heavy is thy heart? What though thou rulest not, Yet heaven, and earth, and hell Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well. Leave to his sov'reign sway To choose and to command; So shalt thou, wond'ring, own his way, How wise, how strong his hand : Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought, Which caus'd thy needless fear. Thou see'st my weakness, Lord! Let me, in life and death, Thy stedfast truth declare; And publish, with my latest breath, Thy love and guardian care. |