Lord, when I cannot understand
Thy silence in the hour
When I most need Thy helping hand
And Thy delivering power
This shall my joy and comfort be,
That so it seemeth good to Thee.
When things whereon my heart is set
Thy sovereign will denies,
If I am tempted to forget
That Thou art just and wise
Let this my joy and comfort be
That so it seemeth good to Thee.
When sinners prosper while the just
Are chastened every day;
When hope lies hopeless in the dust
Through unexplained delay,
Then let my joy and comfort be,
That so it seemeth good to Thee.
When those I love from me depart
To mansions in the skies
And sorrow overwhelms my heart
And blinds my weeping eyes
O Lord! let this my comfort be,
That so it seemeth good to Thee.
Thus onward to the very end,
My Lord, my God, my All,
I will not doubt my heavenly Friend;
But, whatsoe’er befall–
This shall my joy and comfort be,
That so it seemeth good to Thee.
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