1 Tho' passing clouds will often rise
To veil the beauty of the skies,
From doubt and fear, I find release,
When Jesus give me perfect peace.
Refrain:
In perfect peace, in perfect peace;
The winds will die, the storms will cease;
The shining light still more increase,
While Jesus gives me perfect peace.
2 O wondrous cross to which I flee!
There from my burdens I am free;
O precious blood that brings me nigh!
My Father will my need supply. [Refrain]
3 Since on my soul the Lord hath smiled,
Through saving mercy reconciled,
My many sins he takes away,
And leads me in his holy way. [Refrain]
4 Then let my mind on him be stayed,
My rock, my “very present” aid;
I know his voice, I hear his call,
I’ll follow him whate’er befall. [Refrain]
Source: Sunday-School Praises: prepared especially for use in the Sunday-School #83