STORM AND STRESS
I cling to thee through storm and stress,
I own my utter nothingness;
Upheld by thee from hour to hour,
My weakness lost in thy great power,
I shall not faint—I cannot fail,
Though fiercest foes my strength assail.
I own my utter nothingness;
Upheld by thee from hour to hour,
My weakness lost in thy great power,
I shall not faint—I cannot fail,
Though fiercest foes my strength assail.
Through storm and stress I cling to thee;
I trust the love that chastens me;
The love that doth renew my strength,
Each step along my journey's length;
Within that powerful hand of thine,
I lay this feeble one of mine.
I trust the love that chastens me;
The love that doth renew my strength,
Each step along my journey's length;
Within that powerful hand of thine,
I lay this feeble one of mine.
I cling to thee through storm and stress;
Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy child to bless;
Oh, day by day, with manna feed,
Thy grace sufficient for my need;
Eternal Peace my harbor be
When storm and stress shall cease for me.
Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy child to bless;
Oh, day by day, with manna feed,
Thy grace sufficient for my need;
Eternal Peace my harbor be
When storm and stress shall cease for me.
A MORNING PRAYER
Journey with me, blessed Saviour,
Through the day that dawneth now;
Though the heat of noonday weary,
Let me turn not from the plough.
Through the day that dawneth now;
Though the heat of noonday weary,
Let me turn not from the plough.
Over dreary waste or desert,
If I climb the mountain steep,
Guide thou all my faltering footsteps,
I in thine my hand would keep.
If I climb the mountain steep,
Guide thou all my faltering footsteps,
I in thine my hand would keep.
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