I know, O Lord, though all around be dark,
I need not fear:
Rough are the waves that toss my little bark,
But Thou art near;
The stormy winds alone Thy word fulfill;
Their rage shall cease;
When Thou dost give this charge, “Be still,”
All will be peace.
Yes, I shall see, soon as this storm has passed,
Across the soul:
That He who slumbers not, held every blast,
In His control;
And though o’ershadowed by this present woe,
My heart may quail;
Strong in the grace, the strength Thou dost bestow,
I shall prevail.
O blessed Saviour, by whose life I live,
Lighten mine eyes;
Let me not miss the lessons Thou dost give;
Oh make me wise;
Keep me while tempest-driven on life’s dark sea,
Close to Thy side;
There anchored by sure hope in Thee,
Let me abide.
Lord Jesus Christ, my Lord, my all, what can I lose,
Since Thou art mine?
Keep me, O my best beloved, my portion choose,
For I am Thine;
To the “desired haven” let me come,
IN THINE OWN WAY;
There will be no night in Thy blest home,
BUT CLOUDLESS DAY.
T. Holliday