O’erwhelmed with Wonder and Surprise

O’erwhelmed with won­der and sur­prise

Amid dark scenes of pro­vi­dence

To Heav’n we raise our sup­pli­ant eyes

And wait for light and guid­ance thence.

Saints for a time may be op­pressed

And brok­en with rep­eat­ed woes;

But God will give them ease and rest

And plead their cause against their foes.

Or if His ang­er grow sev­ere

‘Tis but to purge away their sin;

And though the furnace He pre­pare

It is to make their grac­es shine.

Thick clouds may veil His aw­ful throne

And wrath­ful ar­rows fly abroad;

Yet to His saints He still is known

The right­eous and the faith­ful God.