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ERENE, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, or tide, or sea;
I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,
For, lo! my own shall come to me.

I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways,

And what is mine shall know my face.

Asleep, awake, by night or day,

The friends I seek are seeking me; No wind can drive my bark astray, Nor change the tide of destiny.

What matter if I stand alone?

I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it has sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.

The waters know their own, and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height;

So flows the good with equal law

Unto the soul of pure delight.

The stars come nightly to the sky ;

The tidal wave unto the sea;

Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.



"God's hand in all things, and all things in God's hand."


LOOK to Thee in every need,

And never look in vain ;

I feel Thy touch, Eternal Love,
And all is well again :

The thought of Thee is mightier far
Than sin and pain and sorrow are.

Discouraged in the work of life,
Disheartened by its load,
Shamed by its failures or its fears,

I sink beside the road;

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But let me only think of Thee,

And then new heart springs up in me.

Thy calmness bends serene above,

My restlessness to still;

Around me flows Thy quickening life
To nerve my faltering will;

Heaven on Earth.


Thy presence fills my solitude:
Thy providence turns all to good.

Embosomed deep in Thy dear love,
Held in Thy law, I stand;

Thy hand in all things I behold,
And all things in Thy hand;
Thou leadest me by unsought ways,
And turn'st my mourning into praise.



HAT comforts, Lord, to those are given,


Who seek in Thee their home and rest! l'hey find on earth an opening heaven, And in Thy peace are amply blest.

Their tranquil joy no troubles banish;
Their hiding-place is safe above!
The dismal clouds of night must vanish
At dawning of Thy light of love!


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FOOLISH heart, be still!

And vex thyself no more!

Wait thou for God, until

He open pleasure's door.

Thou know'st not what is good for thee,

But God doth know;

Let Him thy strong reliance be,

And rest thee so.

He counted all my days,

And every joy and tear, Ere I knew how to praise,

Or even had learned to fear.
Before I Him my Father knew,
He called me child;

His help has guarded me all through
This weary wild.

The least of all my cares

Is not to Him unknown, —

He sees and He prepares
The pathway for His own;

And what His hand assigns to me,

That serves my peace,

The greatest burden it might be,
Yet joy's increase!

The Love of God.

Give me, my Lord, whate'er

Will bind my heart to Thee; For that I make my prayer,

And know Thou hearest me !

But all that might keep back my soul,
Make Thee forgot,

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Though of earth-good it were the whole,
Oh give it not!

When sickness-pains distress,

And want doth follow fear, And men their hate express,

My sky shall still be clear.

Then wait I, Lord, and wait for Thee;
And I am still,

Though mine should unaccomplished be,
Do Thou Thy will!





HOU Grace Divine, encircling all,
A soundless, shoreless sea

Wherein at last our souls must fall!

O Love of God most free!

When over dizzy heights we go,

One soft hand blinds our eyes,

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