Give to the winds thy fears,
Hope and be undismayed.
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.
Through waves and clouds and storms,
God gently clears thy way;
Wait thou His time; so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.
Leave to God's sovereign sway
To choose and to command;
So shalt thou, wondering, own His way,
How wise, how strong his hand.
Let us in life, in death,
Thy steadfast truth declare,
And publish with our latest breath
Thy love and guardian care.