“The wrath of man shall praise Thee,”
The rest “shalt Thou restrain,”
And out of earth's disasters
Thou wilt bring eternal gain.
The purpose of man's evil heart,
Works out Thy sovereign will,
Our God is still upon the Throne,
Therefore beloved, “Be still.”
“Be still, and know that I am God,”
This banishes our fears,
While passing through this scene of strife,
Of sorrow and of tears.
The One who rules the heavenly hosts,
Holds all within His hand,
And none can say, “What doest Thou?”
Or can His arm withstand.
We're covered by His banner,
We're shielded by His might,
He knows the way He taketh,
His way is always right.
The surgings of the nations,
Can but fulfill His will,
His own may dwell in “perfect peace,”
He's over all, “Be still.”