Give To The Wind Thy Fears

 

"Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. 
 Take My yoke upon you, and learn of Me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: 
 and ye shall find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light."
(Matthew 11:28-30)

Never Forsaken

Abraham Hunter

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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 world, let fear depart

Bid every care begone.

What though Thou rulest not;

Yet heaven, and earth, and hell,

Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne,

And ruleth all things well.

And whatsoe'er Thou will'st,

Thou dost, O King of kings;

What Thine unerring wisdom chose,

Thy power to being brings.

Leave to His sovereign way

To choose and to command;

So shalt thou, wondering, own that way,

How wise, how strong this hand.

Far, far above thy thought,

His counsel shall appear,

When fully He the work hath wrought,

That caused thy needless fear.

Thou seest our weakness, Lord;

Our hearts are known to Thee;

O lift Thou up the sinking hand,

Confirm the feeble knee!

Let us in life, in death,

Thy steadfast truth declare,

And publish with our lastest breath

Thy love and guardian care.

"Give To The Wind Thy Fears"
Words by Paul Gerhardt
(1607-1676)
German theologian, Lutheran minister,
and hymn writer
Translated into English 
by John Wesley
(1703-1791)
British cleric, theologian,
and evangelist.