Bear on, my soul! the bitter cross Of every trial here Shall lift thee to thy heaven above, But shall not enter there. | Bear on, my soul! on God rely; Deliverance will come; A thousand ways the Father hath To bring His children home. | And Thou, my heavenly Friend and Guide, Hast kindly led me on; Taught me to rest my fainting head Upon Thy heart alone. | So comforted and so sustained, With dark events I strove, And found, when rightly understood, All, messengers of love. | |