Zion's Harp ‎#241

241. Why grievest, my soul, must thou suffer great pain?

1 Why grievest, my soul, must thou suffer great pain? Trust in your dear Jesus, He’ll strengthen again. Endure, and be still, Believing it is thy dear Saviour’s good will. 2 Is thy lot to suffer in sickness and pain? Let nothing deceive you to murmur in pain. Endure, and be still, Believing it is thy dear Saviour’s good will. 3 Have thy friends forsaken and turned against thee? Depend upon Jesus, a true friend is He. Endure, and be still, Believing it is thy dear Saviour’s good will. 4 Must thou bear reproach and derision of men? Consider what God in His Word saith then: Endure, and be still, Believing it is thy dear Saviour’s good will. 5 Though shadows of death should encompass thee here, The sure hand of God is thy shelter from fear. Endure, and be still, And say, “Not as I will, but as my God wills.” 6 Though fiery temptations come near to thy heart, Turn ever to Jesus, He healeth thy smart. Endure and be still, In silence and suff’ring God shows thee His will. 7 When Satan hurls at thee his arrows of fire, The strong shield of faith thou must quickly acquire. Endure, and be still, In silence and suff’ring God shows thee His will.

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• First Line: Why grievest, my soul, must thou suffer great pain?
• Original Language: German
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2003
• Source: Zions-Harfe, oder, Lieder für die Versammlungen der Gläubigen, Bern, Switzerland, 1844

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