Peace for the Disquiet

When come the waters of trials too deep

And come the pain that causes to weep

Churning to anguish and gut-wrenching wails

Shaking fists and angry rails,

 

Pray come the Master to rescue our souls

Pray come the Spirit, surrender controls

Our Father, His Son, and Spirit of Peace

Cradles His loved ones, their flesh to cease.

 

Our hope in self stilled

Transferred to His will

Ease our anxious thoughts

Unravel the knots.

 

We have not the answers we seek for now,

Yet in obedience we agree to bow

To our Lord and Savior, our only hope

And only means by which to cope.

 

We trust in the future He has in mind

And trust, in obedience, we may find

His perfect plan, and not forsake

The joyful path He wants us to take.

 

Psalm 42.5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.