Be still, my soul:
The Lord is on thy side;
With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In ev’ry change he faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul:
Thy best, thy heav’nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard?
’Tis not so; all is right.
Why should we think to earn a great reward
If we now shun the fight?

Be still, my soul:
Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as he has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul:
The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.

The next two verses together as countermelodies:

Be still, my soul:
The hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul:
When change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear;
But with joy wend your way.
Though hard to you this journey may appear,
Grace shall be as your day.
’Tis better far for us to strive
Our useless cares from us to drive;
Do this, and joy your hearts will swell—
All is well! All is well!

We shall meet at last.

"Be Still my Soul"
Text: Katharina von Schlegel, b. 1697; Trans. by Jane Borthwick, 1813–1897
Music: Jean Sibelius, 1865–1957.

"Come, Come Ye Saints"
Text: William Clayton, 1814–1879
Music: English folk song

Arr. : Diane Tuiofu

HOME PAGE

TOPICAL INDEX