2 Our eyes see dimly till by faith anointed,
And our blind choosing brings us grief and pain ;
Through Him alone, who hath our way appointed,
We find our peace again.

3 Choose for us, God, nor let our weak preferring
Cheat our poor souls of good Thou hast designed;
Choose for us, God: Thy wisdom is unerring,
And we are fools and blind.

4 Let us press on: in patient self-denial

Accept the hardship, shrink not from the loss;
Our guerdon lies beyond the hour of trial,

Our crown beyond the cross.

William H. Burleigh

Call Jehovah thy sal va tion, Rest beneath th'Al-might-y's shade;

Though strength should falter, and though heart should bleed,