Hymn 422Play music
1 Our Father,through the coming year
We know not what shall be:
But we would leave without a fear
Its ordering all to Thee.
2 It may be we shall toil in vain
For what the world holds fair;
And that the good we thought to gain
May bring us grief and care.
3 It may be that the year shall blend
Our love with anxious fears,
And snatch away the valued friend,
The tried of many years.
4 But calmly,Lord, on Thee we rest;
No fears our trust shall move;
Thou knowest what for each is best
And Thou art perfect love.
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