In The Deep Deep Waves Of Sorrow

In the deep, deep waves of sorrow,
‘Mid the strong, swift tides of grief,
Hark, a sound of hav’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.”
Can’st thou fear, when He is near thee,
He, on whom thy trust is stayed? [Refrain]

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.” [Refrain]

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.” [Refrain]