I thank Thee for Thy promise, Lord,
What can to me such peace afford
As “I will give thee rest”?
E’en though my way be rough and drear,
While Thou art with me all is clear,
I cannot be oppressed.
What though the tempest rage around,
In Thy blest presence peace is found,
No harm can reach me there;
My every joy is found above,
I rest upon Thy perfect love,
And cast on Thee my care.