THE SOUL'S TRUST.
Reading edition
'Why art thou cast down, O my soul, and why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him, who is the health of my countenance and my God.'
Psalms.
Though troubles assail me, and dangers surround, Though thorns in my pathway may ever be found, Still let me not fear, for thou ever wilt be My God and my guide, while I lean upon thee.
The sweet buds of promise may fade ere they bloom, The hopes which are earth-born, lie low in the tomb; And though my life's pathway seem weary to me, I shall gather new strength, as I lean upon thee.
Though bound to the world by the heart's dearest ties, Though earth's fairest scenes are outspread to my eyes, Oh never, my Father! permit me to be Found trusting to reeds—let me lean upon thee.
And in that dread hour when my aw'd soul may stay No longer on earth, but is summon'd away— Amid those great scenes which no mortal may see, Let me know naught of fear, as I lean upon thee!
G. P. T.