A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) ‎#338

338. Consolation

Let me not wander comfortless,
My Father, far from Thee;
But still beneath Thy guardian wing
In holy quiet be.

The storms of grief, the tears of woe,
Soothed by Thy love, shall cease;
And all the trembling spirit breathe
A deep, unbroken peace.

The power of prayer shall o’er me shed
A deep, celestial calm;
More soft than evening’s twilight dews,
My soul shall feel its balm.

For there Thy still, small voice shall speak
Thy great, Thy boundless love;
And tears and smiles, and grief and joy,
Shall lift my soul above.

Text Information

• First Line: Let me not wander comfortless
• Title: Consolation
• Author: Anonymous
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1866

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