Anna L. Waring · 5 of 33
Sweet is the solace of Thy love
HYMN 4
Sweet is the solace of Thy love, My Heavenly Friend, to me, While through the hidden way of faith I journey home with Thee, Learning by quiet thankfulness As a dear child to be.
Though from the shadow of Thy peace My feet would often stray, Thy mercy follows all my steps, And will not turn away; Yea, thou wilt comfort me at last, As none beneath Thee may.
Oft in a dark and lonely place, I hush my hastened breath, To hear the comfortable words Thy loving Spirit saith; And feel my safety in Thy hand From every kind of death.
O there is nothing in the world To weigh against Thy will; Even the dark times I dread the most Thy filfil; And when the pleasant morning dawns I find Thee with me still.
Then in the secret of my soul, Though hosts my peace invade, Though through a waste and weary land My lonely way he made, Thou, even Thou, wilt comfort me — I need not be afraid.
Still in the solitary place I would awhile , Till with the solace of Thy love My heart is satisfied; And all my hopes of happiness Stay calmly at Thy side.