Pensive, Doubting, Fearful Heart

Pensive

doubt­ing

fear­ful heart

Hear what Christ the Sav­ior says;

Every word should joy im­part

Change thy mourn­ing in­to praise:

Yes

He speaks

and speaks to thee

May He help thee to be­lieve!

Then thou pre­sent­ly wilt see

Thou hast lit­tle cause to grieve.

“Fear thou not

nor be ashamed

All thy sor­rows soon shall end:

I who Heav’n and earth have framed

Am thy hus­band and thy friend:

I the High and Ho­ly One

Israel’s God by all ad­ored;

As thy Sav­ior will be known

Thy Re­deem­er and thy Lord.

“For a mo­ment I with­drew

And thy heart was filled with pain;

But My mer­cies I’ll re­new

Thou shalt soon re­joice again:

Tho’ I seem to hide My face

Very soon My wrath shall cease;

’Tis but for a mo­ment’s space

Ending in eter­nal peace.

“When My peace­ful bow ap­pears

Painted on the wa­te­ry cloud;

’Tis to dis­si­pate thy fears

Lest the earth should be o’er­flowed:

’Tis an em­blem too of grace

Of My co­ve­nant love a sign;

Though the mount­ains leave their place

Thou shalt be for ev­er Mine.

Though af­flict­ed

tem­pest-tossed

Comfortless awhile thou art

Do not think thou canst be lost

Thou art grav­en on My heart:

All thy wastes I will re­pair

Thou shalt be re­built anew;

And in thee it shall ap­pear

What a God of love can do.