In the deep, deep waves of sorrow,
'Mid the strong, swift tides of grief;
Hark, a sound of heav'nly music,
Bringing sweet and sure relief!
Precious music of the Bible!
Music saints and prophets heard!
Bringing hope in times of anguish;
Wondrous music of God's Word!
Hear it singing, I am with thee!
Hear again! Be not afraid.
Canst thou fear, when He is near thee,
He, on whom thy trust is stayed?
Doth thy way seem hedged about thee?
I will guide thee with Mine eye.
Do the cares of life perplex thee?
I will answer ere they cry.
Art thou weary? Hark, the echo!
Come, thou weary one, to Me;
Art thou troubled for the future?
As thy days, thy strength shall be.
—by Flora Kirkland
The law of the LORD is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple. Psalm 19:7