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Two wonderfully encouraging classic poems (19 stanzas).
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Strength Through the Storm
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. … be not Thou far from me, O LORD: O My Strength, haste Thee to help me. Psalm 22:11 & 19
Two Poems by Anna L. Waring
As Thou Wilt
Be not far from me, O my strength,
Whom all my times obey;
Take from me anything Thou wilt;
But go not Thou away,
And let the storm that doth Thy work
Deal with me as it may.
On Thy compassion I repose,
In weakness and distress:
I will not ask for greater ease,
Lest I should love Thee less.
O, 'tis a blessed thing for me
To need Thy tenderness.
While many sympathizing hearts
For my deliverance care,
Thou, in Thy wiser, stronger love,
Art teaching me to bear —
By the sweet voice of thankful song,
And calm, confiding prayer.
Thy love has many a lighted path,
No outward eye can trace,
And in the darkest night my heart
Leaps to behold Thy face—
Communes with Thee amid the
storm,
As in a secret place.
O comforter of God's redeemed,
Whom the world does not see,
What hand should pluck me from the flood,
That casts my soul on Thee?
Who would not suffer pain like mine,
To be consoled like me?
When I am feeble as a child,
And flesh and heart give way,
Then on Thy everlasting strength,
With passive trust I stay,
And the rough wind becomes a song,
The darkness shines like day.
O, blessed are the eyes that see
(Though silent anguish show)
The love that in their hours of sleep,
Unthanked may come and go.
And blessed are the ears that hear,
Though kept awake by woe.
Happy are they that learn, in Thee,
Though patient suffering teach,
The secret of enduring strength,
And praise too deep for speech —
Peace that no pressure from without,
No strife within can reach.
There is no death for me to fear,
For Christ, my Lord, hath died;
There is no curse in this my pain,
For He was crucified.
And it is fellowship with Him
That keeps me near His side.
My heart is fixed, O God, my strength,
My heart is strong to bear;
I will be joyful in Thy love;
And peaceful in Thy care.
Deal with me, for my Savior's sake,
According to His prayer.
No suffering while it lasts is joy,
How blest soe'er it be—
Yet may the chastened child be glad
The Father's face to see
And O, it is not hard to bear,
What must be borne in Thee.
It is not hard to bear by faith,
In Thy own bosom laid,
The trial of a soul redeemed,
For Thy rejoicing made.
Well may the heart in patience rest,
That none can make afraid.
Safe in Thy sanctifying grace,
Almighty to restore—
Borne onward—sin and death behind,
And love and life before—
O, let my soul abound in hope,
And praise Thee more and more!
Deep unto deep may call, but I
With peaceful heart will say—
Thy loving–kindness hath a charge
No waves can take away;
And let the storm that speeds me home,
Deal with me as it may.
In Heavenly Love Abiding
In heavenly love abiding,
No change my heart shall fear,
And safe is such confiding,
For nothing changes here.
The storm may roar without me,
My heart may low be laid,
But God is round about me,
And can I be dismayed?
Wherever He may guide me,
No want shall turn me back;
My Shepherd is beside me,
And nothing can I lack.
His wisdom ever waketh,
His sight is never dim;
He knows the way He taketh
And I will walk with Him.
Green pastures are before me,
Which yet I have not seen,
Bright skies will soon be o'er me,
Where the dark clouds have been.
My hope I cannot measure,
My path to life is free,
My Savior has my treasure,
And He will walk with me.
Ere yet another morning
My spirit may be free,
As absent from the body,
At home, O Lord, with Thee.
Oh sleep, oh rest, how precious!
As, guarded by Thy care,
I'm waiting for Thy promise
To meet Thee in the air.
The Lord Himself, e'en Jesus,
Amid the ransomed throng,
Its glory, joy and beauty,
Its never-ending song.
Oh day of wondrous promise!
The Bridegroom and the bride
Are seen in glory ever:
Forever satisfied.
A. L. Waring
The LORD hath his way in the whirlwind and in the storm, and the clouds are the dust of His feet.
Nahum 1:3