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CLXVIII. Give to the winds thy fears

Part the Second.

1 Give to the winds thy fears,
Hope, and be undismay'd,
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head;
Thro' waves, and clouds, and storms,
He gently clears thy way;
Wait thou his time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.

2 Still heavy is thy heart,
Still sink thy spirits down;
Cast off the weight, let fear depart,
And ev'ry care be gone.
What tho' thou rulest not,
Yet heav'n, and earth, and hell,
Proclaim God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.

3 Leave to his sov'reign sway
To chuse and to command,
So shalt thou wond'ring own his way,
How wise, how strong his hand!
Far, far above thy thought
His counsel shall appear,
When fully he the work that wrought,
That caus'd thy needless fear.

4 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, in death,
Thy stedfast truth declare,
And publish, with our latest breath
Thy love and guardian care.

Text Information

• First Line: Give to the winds thy fears
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1788
• Topic: Trusting in Providence

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