Thro' summer's heat and win-ter's cold, With eye that nev-er sleeps. A MEN. I We bless Thee for Thy peace, O God, 3 That peace which suffers and is strong, Deep as the unfathomed sea, Which falls like sunshine on the road Of those who trust in Thee. 2 We ask not, Father, for repose Which comes from outward rest, If we may have through all life's woes Thy peace within our breast. Trusts where it cannot see, Deems not the trial-way too long, But leaves the end with Thee. 4 That peace which flows serene and deep. A river in the soul, Whose banks a living verdure keep, 5 O Father, give our hearts this peace, |