Though All My Earth Treasures Be Taken F


Tho’ all my earth treasures be taken from me,
E’en those that I prize most of all,
By faith His dear love in my sorrow I’ll see,
Tho’ grief and temptation befall.

Chorus:
I’ll trust Him, I’ll trust Him
O’er life’s stormy sea,
I’ll trust Him, I’ll trust Him,
Wherever I be;
I’ll trust Him, I’ll trust Him
By night and by day,
O yes, I will trust Him,
Tho’ me He should slay.

And if in the bloom of my strong hopeful life,
He sends me long watches of pain,
I meekly will fold my poor hands from the strife,
Nor grieve that my plans were in vain. [Chorus]

Tho’ friends should forsake me and leave me alone,
And Marah’s full cup I should quaff,
Though peace never come and my rest be a stone,
He’ll still be my rod and my staff. [Chorus]

My rod and my staff, yes, on Him will I lean,
When through the deep waters I go,
In Him will I trust, and my soul be serene,
Though billows of woe overflow. [Chorus]