Trust (Pethrus)

All that our Sav­ior hath spok­en

Came from the heart of God;

Surely it can­not be brok­en

Sealed with His pre­cious blood.

Tempests may rage and thun­der

Mountains be rent as­un­der

Nations may fear and won­der—

Trust

and be un­dis­mayed.

As un­to Ab­ram was giv­en

God’s cov’nant word of peace

Counting the stars of the ev­en—

So shall thy faith in­crease.

Trust when the light warm and ten­der

Seemeth to Thee with­drawn;

Wait a few hours

and in splen­dor

Morning again will dawn!

Trust! tho’ all others for­sake thee

Yet there re­mains one friend;

Mercy and truth shall o’er­take thee

Down to thy jour­ney’s end.

Trust un­der eve­ry con­di­tion

Till thou shalt reach thy home;

Trust

till in per­fect fru­ition

That which is real hath come.