I Look to Thee in Every Need

I look to Thee in ev­ery need

And nev­er look in vain;

I feel Thy strong and ten­der love

And all is well again.

The thought of Thee is migh­ti­er far

Than sin and pain and sor­row are.

Discouraged in the work of life

Disheartened by its load

Shamed by its fail­ures or its fears

I sink be­side the road.

But let me on­ly think of Thee

And then new heart springs up in me.

Thy calm­ness bends se­rene above

My rest­less­ness to still;

Around me flows Thy quick­en­ing life

To nerve my fal­ter­ing will.

Thy pre­sence fills my so­li­tude

Thy pro­vi­dence turns all to good.

Enfolded deep in Thy dear love

Held in Thy law

I stand;

Thy hand in all things I be­hold

And all things in Thy hand.

Thou lead­est me by un­sought ways

And turn my mourn­ing in­to praise.