Give to the winds thy fears!

Hope and be undismayed!

God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears;

God shall lift up thy head.

Through waves, through clouds and storms,

He gently clears thy way;

Wait thou His time, so shall the night

Soon end in joyous day.

He everywhere hath rule,

And all things serve His might;

His every act pure blessing is,

His path, unsullied light.

Thou comprehend’st Him not;

Yet earth and heaven tell,

God sits as sovereign on the throne;

He ruleth all things well.

Thou seest our weakness, Lord,

Our hearts are known to Thee;

O, lift Thou up the sinking hand,

Confirm the feeble knee!

Let us, in life or death,

Boldly Thy truth declare;

And publish, with our latest breath,

Thy love and guardian care.