Trusting in the mercy of God.
WHY, O my soul, O why depress’d
And whence thine anxious fears?
Let former mercies fix thy trust,
And check thy rising tears.
2 Affliction is a stormy deep,
Where wave succeeds to wave;
Though o’er my head the billows sweep,
I know the Lord can save.
3 His grace and mercy trust, my soul,
Nor murmur at his rod:
In vain the waves of trouble roll,
While he is still thy God.
Colton
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
I haven't a clue who Colton is, and hymnary.org thinks it's Cotton, but I suspect that's just an OCR misreading of Colton. Either way, they have no information about the person.
</idle musing>
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