OH trust thy Father; though thou canst not trace
The reasons for His discipline of love;
He'd have thee here more fully know His grace,
And train thee for His glorious home above.
This should suffice, till faith is changed to sight
God's end, as now His hand, will then be seen:
How wilt thou bless Him in that world of light,.
For every painful step and darksome scene!
Hope still in God, dismiss all anxious thought:
One loved so tenderly, and bought so dear,
Led on so gently, and so wisely taught,
Should hope continually and never fear.
The God of hope, the very God of peace,
God Who is love, delights in child-like faith:
A little while, and all thy griefs shall cease;
Till then, recline on all thy Father saith.