1 Oft in hours of pain and conflict,
Come these gracious words to me,
Full of tenderness and pity,
“As thy days, thy strength shall be.”
Not a sparrow ever falleth,
Nor a lamb bewildered stray,
But his loving arms enfold them,
As they shelter me today.
2 Ever the bruised reed is broken,
He will deign to hear my prayer,
That no trial shall befall me,
Greater than my heart can bear.
O the peace this promise bringeth,
All of doubt and fear aside,
That my trusting heart may ever,
In his boundless love confide.