Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side;
bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
leave to thy God to order and provide;
in every change, he faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heav’nly Friend
through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
his voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.
O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.
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