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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