106.  Confidence In God

1
If on a quiet sea
T’ward home I calmly sail,
With grateful heart, O God, to thee
I’ll own the fav’ring gale.

2
But when the surges rise,
And rest delay to come,
Blest be the tempest, kind the storm,
Which drives me nearer home.

3
Soon shall the waves and storms
All yield to thy control;
Thy love will banish all alarms
And darkness from My soul.

4
Teach me, in ev’ry state,
To make thy will my own;
And while the joys of sense depart,
To live by faith alone.