Psalm XCI. Common Metre. Divine Protection, Resignation and Gratitude

When I survey life's varied scene, Amidst the darkest hours; Bright rays of comfort shine between, And thorns are mix'd with flowers.

This thought can all my fears controul, And bid my sorrows fly; No harm can ever reach my soul, Beneath my father's eye.

Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, O give me strength to bear; And let me know, my father reigns, And trust his tender care.

If pain and sickness rend this frame And life almost depart; Is not thy mercy still the same, To chear my drooping heart?

Is blooming health my happy share? O may I bless my God; Thy goodness let my song declare, And spread thy praise abroad.

While such delightful gifts as these Are kindly dealt to me; Be all my hours of health and ease Devoted, Lord, to thee.

If cares and sorrows me surround, Their power why should I fear? My inward peace they cannot wound, If thou, my God, art near.

Thy sov'reign ways are all unknown To my weak, erring sight; Yet let my soul, adoring, own That all thy ways are right.