A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) ‎#546

546. God Tempers the Wind to the Shorn Lamb

Great ruler of all nature’s frame,
We own Thy power divine;
We hear Thy breath in every storm,
For all the winds are Thine.

Wide as they sweep their sounding way,
They work Thy sovereign will;
And awed by Thy majestic voice,
Confusion shall be still.

Thy mercy tempers every blast
To those who seek Thy face;
And mingles with the tempest’s roar
The whispers of Thy grace.

Those gentle whispers let me hear,
Till all the tumult cease;
And gales of Paradise shall lull
My weary soul to peace.

Text Information

• First Line: Great ruler of all nature's frame
• Title: God Tempers the Wind to the Shorn Lamb
• Author: Doddridge
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1866

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