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102. Trust In God

1 What tho’ the fig-tree blossoms not,
Nor fruits adorn the olive grove?
What tho’ it be my fearful lot,
‘Midst barren vines and fields to rove?
Tho’ bleating flocks no more I see,
Nor herds within the stall appear;
Yet, still in God my trust shall be,
I’ll serve Him more from love than fear.

Oh, praise His name! His glories sing!
Celestial joy shall tune your voice;
Behold He reigns your God and King,
In Him rejoice! in Him rejoice!

2 ‘Tis surely in His love alone,
The Lord our God His judgment sends;
In all His ways is mercy shown,
Throughout the earth’s remotest ends.
So let us then our banners raise,
To all the world His love proclaim;
The God of our salvation praise,
With triumph in His holy name. [Chorus]

3 What though thro’ death’s dominion lies
The path that leads to yonder rest,
Yet, still my song of praise shall rise
To Him whose hand my soul hath blest.
Yea, though I pass the shades of death,
With clouds and darkness overcast,
I’ll praise Him with my latest breath,
For O, He loves us to the last. [Chorus]

4 I know that my Redeemer lives;
I know that He ascends on high;
In love His children He forgives,
And wipes the tears from ev’ry eye.
Hosanna to His name I’ll sing,
In whom such goodness I have found;
My light, my joy, my everything;
Let saints and men His praise resound. [Chorus]

Text Information
First Line: What tho' the fig-tree blossoms not
Title: Trust In God
Refrain First Line: Oh, praise His name! His glories sing
Language: English
Publication Date: 1885
Topic: Christian Courage and Cheer; Sorrow and Discipline
Tune Information
Name: [What tho' the fig-tree blossoms not]
Composer: Asa Hull
Source: From "Praise Songs"


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