1 Be still, my heart; be still, my soul;
my Lord has brought me living hope.
In searing pain, in hollow ache,
He is my all in all I face.
This is my cry within the fight!
This is my song throughout the night!
This is my joy, my peace, my light!
This is my strength: "All things through Christ!"
2 My wearied eyes have burned with tears,
my troubled mind has churned on fears,
but gospel truth delivers me
from strongholds of anxiety.
3 To walk by faith and not by sight,
I choose to give my mind to Christ,
and though tomorrow may bring change
in Him my future stays the same.
4 Now may the Lord of peace and grace,
at every time, in every way,
bestow again His perfect peace;
be not afraid, He knows the need.