313.  Wait Upon The Lord

1
Wait, my soul, upon the Lord;
To his gracious promise flee,
Laying hold upon his Word:
“As thy days, thy strength shall be.”

2
If the sorrows of thy case
Seem peculiar still to thee,
God has promised needful grace:
“As thy days, thy strength shall be.”

3
Days of trial, days of grief,
In succession thou may’st see;
This is still thy sweet relief:
“As thy days, thy strength shall be.”