1 Thou very present Aid
In suffering and distress;
The soul which still on Thee is stayed
Is kept in perfect peace.
2 The soul by faith reclined
On his Redeemer's breast,
Midst raging storms exults to find
An everlasting rest.
3 Sorrow and fear are gone,
Whene'er Thy face appears;
It still the sighing orphan's moan,
And dries the widow's tears.
4 It hallows every cross;
It sweetly comforts me;
Makes me forget my every loss,
And find my all in Thee.
5 Peace to the troubled heart,
Health to the sin-sick mind;
The wounded spirit's Balm Thou art,
The Healer of mankind.
6 Jesus, to whom I fly,
Doth all my wishes fill;
In vain created streams are dry,
In have the Fountain still.
7 Stript of my earthly friends,
I fend them all in One;
And peace, and joy that never ends,
And heaven, in Christ alone.
Source: Church Book: for the use of Evangelical Lutheran congregations #486