Be Still My Soul

All around us is indications of how the Lord works throughout the world. In the day, we have sunrise till the sun reaches its highest point in the afternoon and sets in the west for sunset. In the day, we have clouds that move all around the sky providing shade for a location; we may never see that same cloud again. In the year, we have seasons where not only the temperature changes but the environment changes along with our bodies reaction to it. The color of leaves change appearance and texture. Things are constantly changing all around, but is always going through the same process that God is wonderfully orchestrating. We also go through seasons in our life where things change to become more joyful or sorrowful. Our appearance change, and our texture even changes at times. But the result of the process is always that God is faithful. Things do change all around us and also within us but God has not abandoned us, and will not abandon us. He works through the seasons. Let us be still to know that he will guide us. Read the words of this old hymn.

1. 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.

2. 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.

3. Be still, my soul, though 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 sorrows and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fulness all He takes away.

4. 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 blessed we shall meet at last.


Kingsley