S. Alone With God

Alone With God "Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust, also in him; and he shall bring it to pass." (Psa 37:5.) Commit thy way, O weeper The cares that fret thy soul, To thine Almighty Keeper, Who makes the worlds to roll.

Unto the Lord, who guideth The wind, and cloud, and sea;

Oh, doubt not He provideth A footpath, too, for thee.

Trust also, for ’tis useless To murmur and forebode; The Almighty arm is doubtless Full strong to bear thy load. In Him hide all thy sorrow, And bid thy fears good-night;

He’ll make a glorious morrow To crown thy head with light. And He shall bring it near thee The good thou long hast sought;

Though now it seems to fly thee, Thou shalt, ere long, be brought. To pass from grief to gladness, From night to clearest day, When doubts, and fears, and sadness, Shall all have passed away.

PAUL GERHARDT.