Wait, My Soul, upon the Lord

Wait

my soul

up­on the Lord

To His gra­cious pro­mise flee

Laying hold up­on His Word

As thy days thy strength shall be.

If the sor­rows of thy case

Seem pe­cul­iar still to thee

God has pro­mised need­ful grace:

As thy days thy strength shall be.

Days of tri­al

days of grief

In suc­cess­ion thou mayst see;

This is still thy sweet re­lief:

As thy days thy strength shall be.

Rock of Ag­es

I’m se­cure

With Thy pro­mise

full and free

Faithful

po­si­tive

and sure

As thy days thy strength shall be.