Give to the winds your fears,
Hope, and be undismayed;
God hears your sighs and counts your tears;
God shall lift up your head.
Thru' waves and clouds and storms
He gently clears the way.
Wait now this time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.

Leave to his sov'reign sway
To choose and to command;
So shall you wond'ring, own his way,
How wise, how strong his hand.
Far, far above your thoughts
His counsel shall appear,
When fully he the work has wro't
That caused your needless fear.