Consolation

1 How sweet amid earth’s wild alarms,
To feel the everlasting arms;
To know He careth day by day,
And will not turn our pray’r away.

2 He hears our plea, He sends relief,
He gives us solace from our grief;
He sends refreshing showers down,
And thus our lives with blessings crown.

3 We’ll ‘bide in Him, then ev’ry hour,
And we will feel His sov’reign powr’;
He’ll be our strength, our refuge sweet,
And all our faith He will complete.

4 Oh, let our pray’rs like incense rise
Unto the Lord of earth and skies;
Give thanks for all His mercy shown,
Praise Him who claims us for His own.

Source: New Songs for Service #63

• MIDI file from New Songs for Service #63