Give to the winds thy fears, Hope and be undismayed.
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.
Through waves and clouds and storms,
He gently clears they way;
Wait thou His time; so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.
What though Thou rulest not;
Yet heaven, and earth and hell
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.
Leave to His sovereign sway
To choose and to command;
So shalt thou, wondering, own that way,
How wise, how strong this hand.
Thou seest our weakness, Lord;
Our hearts are known to Thee;
O lift Thou up the sinking hand,
Confirm the feeble knee!
Let us in life, in death,
Thy steadfast truth declare,
And publish with our latest breath
Thy love and guardian care.
Paul Gerhardt, 1656
translated by John Wesley, 1737
Pastor Todd
