Give to the Winds Thy Fears

Give to the winds thy fears

Hope and be un­dis­mayed.

God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears

God shall lift up thy head.

Through waves and clouds and storms

He gent­ly clears thy way;

Wait thou His time; so shall this night

Soon end in joy­ous day.

Still hea­vy is thy heart?

Still sinks thy spir­it down?

Cast off the world

let fear de­part

Bid ev­ery care be­gone.

What though Thou rul­est not;

Yet Heav­en

and earth

and hell

Proclaim

God sit­teth on the throne

And rul­eth all things well.

And what­so­e’er Thou will’st

Thou dost

O King of kings;

What Thine un­err­ing wis­dom chose

Thy pow­er to be­ing brings.

Leave to His sov­er­eign sway

To choose and to com­mand;

So shalt thou

won­der­ing

own that way

How wise

how strong this hand.

Far

far ab­ove thy thought

His coun­sel shall ap­pear

When ful­ly He the work hath wrought

That caused thy need­less fear.

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 stead­fast truth de­clare

And pub­lish with our lat­est breath

Thy love and guard­ian care.