Sorrow And Care May Meet

Sorrow and care may meet,

The tempest cloud may low'r,

The surge of sin may beat

Upon earth's troubled shore;

God doth His own in safety keep,

He giveth His belovèd sleep,

He giveth His belovèd sleep.

The din of war may roll,

With all her raging flight,

Grief may oppress the soul,

Throughout the weary nigh;

God doth His own in safety keep,

He giveth His belovèd sleep,

He giveth His belovèd sleep.

In childhood's winsome page,

In manhood's joyous bloom,

In feebleness and age,

In death's dark gathering gloom,

God will His own in safety keep,

He giveth His belovèd sleep,

He giveth His belovèd sleep.