To Afflicted, Tossed with Tempests, Not Comforted

Pensive, doubting, fearful heart, Hear what Christ the Savior says. Every word should joy impart, Change thy mourning into praise. Yes, he speaks, and speaks to thee, May he help thee to believe! Then thou presently wilt see, Thou hast little cause to grieve....

God Moves in a Mysterious Way

God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage...