Joy And Peace In Believing
Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord who rises With healing in his wings:
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again A season of clear shining,
To cheer it after rain.
In holy contemplation,
We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation,
And find it ever new:
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,
E'en let th' unknown to-morrow Bring with it what it may.
It can bring with it nothing But he will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing,
Will clothe his people too:
Beneath the spreading heavens,
No creature but is fed;
And he who feeds the ravens,
Will give his children bread.
Though vine nor fig-tree neither Their wonted fruit shall bear,
Though all the field should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there:
Yet God the same abiding,
His praise shall tune my voice;
For while in him confiding,
I cannot but rejoice.
John Newton
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