When troubles rise like angry clouds,
And sweep across our sky,
There comes a message from above,
"Be of good cheer, 'tis I!”
When woes, like raging billows, burst,
And shipwreck seemeth nigh;
Above the storm that voice we hear,
"Be of good cheer, 'tis I!”
Though sorrows deepen all around,
And death itself draws nigh,
Yet, o'er its waters dark, He speaks,
“Be of good cheer, 'tis I!”
Though love grows cold, and faith be weak,
To Jesus let us his,
And prove the comfort of His words,
“Be of good cheer, 'tis I!”
When Satan doth his very worst,
And darts around us fly,
“Faith" lifts her shield, and Jesus says,
“Be of good cheer, 'tis I!”
When traitors to God's truth arise,
And men believe a lie,
Amidst our tears Christ speaketh still,
"Be of good cheer, 'tis I!”
“A little while," and, lo! He comes
In triumph from the sky,
Joy fills our hearts, that voice still rings,
Be of good cheer, 'tis I!”