Be Still My Soul

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change, He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future, as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.

Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart,
And all is darkened in the vale of tears,
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.
Be still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay
From His own fullness all He takes away.

Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord.
When disappointment, grief and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past
All safe and blessèd we shall meet at last.

Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise
On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high;
Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways,
So shall He view thee with a well pleased eye.
Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine
Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.

Words: Katharina A. von Schlegel, in Neue Sammlung Geistlicher Lieder, 1752 (Stille, meine Wille, dein Jesus hilft siegen); translated from German to English by Jane L. Borthwick in Hymns from the Land of Luther, 1855.

Music: Fin­land­ia, Jean Si­bel­i­us, 1899

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Be still, and know that I am God;

I will be exalted among the nations,

I will be exalted in the earth.

Psalm 46.10

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Jesus I Am Resting, Resting

Jesus, I am resting, resting, In the joy of what Thou art;

I am finding out the greatness Of Thy loving heart.

Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee, And Thy beauty fills my soul,

For by Thy transforming power, Thou hast made me whole.

Jesus, I am resting, resting, In the joy of what Thou art;

I am finding out the greatness Of Thy loving heart.

O, how great Thy loving kindness, Vaster, broader than the sea!

O, how marvelous Thy goodness, Lavished all on me!

Yes, I rest in Thee, Belovèd, Know what wealth of grace is Thine,

Know Thy certainty of promise, And have made it mine.

Jesus, I am resting, resting, In the joy of what Thou art;
I am finding out the greatness Of Thy loving heart.

Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, I behold Thee as Thou art,

And Thy love, so pure, so changeless, Satisfies my heart;

Satisfies its deepest longings, Meets, supplies its every need,

Compasseth me round with blessings: Thine is love indeed!

Jesus, I am resting, resting, In the joy of what Thou art;
I am finding out the greatness Of Thy loving heart.

Ever lift Thy face upon me As I work and wait for Thee;

Resting ’neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus, Earth’s dark shadows flee.

Brightness of my Father’s glory, Sunshine of my Father’s face,

Keep me ever trusting, resting, Fill me with Thy grace.

Jesus, I am resting, resting, In the joy of what Thou art;
I am finding out the greatness Of Thy loving heart.

Words: Jean S. Pig­ott, 1876.
Music: Tran­quil­i­ty, James Mount­ain, Hymns of Con­se­cra­tion and Faith, 1876