W. H. Burleigh

P.M.

STILL will we trust, though earth seem dark and dreary,

And the heart faint beneath His chastening rod;

Through rough and steep our pathway, worn and weary,

Still will we trust in God.

2

Our eyes see dimly ’til by faith anointed,

And our blind choosing brings us grief and pain;

Through Him alone, who hath our way appointed,

We find our peace again.

3

Choose for us, God, nor let our weak preferring

Cheat us of good Thou hast for us designed:

Choose for us, God; Thy wisdom is unerring.

And we are fools and blind.

4

Let us press on, in patient self-denial,

Accept the hardship, shrink not from the loss:

Our portion lies beyond the hour of trial,

Our crown beyond the cross.