Divine Providence

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 thy way; Wait thou his time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day.

Still heavy is thy heart? Still sinks thy spirit down? Cast off the weight, let fear depart, And ev' ry care be gone.

Leave to his sov' reign sway To choose and to command: So shalt thou gladly own his way, How wise, how strong his hand!

Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear When fully he the work hath wrought That caused thy needless fear.