Wait Upon The Lord

Wait, my soul, upon the Lord; To his gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon his Word: As thy days, thy strength shall be.

If the sorrows of thy case Seem peculiar still to thee, God has promised needful grace: As thy days, thy strength shall be.

Days of trial, days of grief, In succession thou may' st see; This is still thy sweet relief: As thy days, thy strength shall be.