1 O LORD! how happy should we be,
If we could cast our care on Thee--
If we from self could rest;
And feel at heart that One above,
In perfect wisdom, perfect love,
Is working for the best.
2 How far from this our daily life!
Ever disturbed by anxious strife,
By sudden, wild alarms;
Oh could we but relinquish all
Our earthly props, and simply fall
On thy Almighty arms!
3 Could we but kneel, and cast our load,
E'en while we pray, upon our God,
Then rise with lightened cheer--
Sure that the Father, who is nigh
To still the famished raven's cry,
Will hear, in that we fear!
4 We can not trust him as we should,
So chafes fall'n nature's restless mood
To cast its peace away;
Yet birds and flowerets round us preach,
All, all the present evil teach,
Sufficient for the day.
5 Lord, make these faithless hearts of ours
Such lesson learn from birds and flowers;
Make them from self to cease;
Leave all things to a Father's will,
And taste, before him lying still,
E'en in affliction, peace.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #137
|First Line:||O Lord, how happy should we be|
|Author:||Joseph Anstice (1836)|