Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) ‎#462

462. Affliction is a stormy deep

1 Affliction is a stormy deep,
Where wave resounds to wave;
Though o'er my head the billows roll,
I know the Lord can save.

2 The hand that now withholds my joys
Can reinstate my peace;
And He who bade the tempest roar,
Can bid that tempest cease.

3 In the dark watches of the night,
I'll count His mercies o'er;
I'll praise Him for ten thousand past,
And humbly sue for more.

4 When darkness and when sorrows rose
And press'd on every side,
The Lord has still sustain'd my steps,
And still has been my guide.

5 Here will I rest, and build my hopes,
Nor murmur at His rod;
He's more than all the world to me,
My health, my life, my God!

Text Information

• First Line: Affliction is a stormy deep
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1870
• Topic: Affilction; Christians: their life and experience; Hope: in afflictions; Resignation
• Notes: Now Public Domain. Author from index: Cotton

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