1 Our God, how firm his promise stands, E'en when he hides his face! He trusts in our Redeemer's hands His glory and his grace.
2 Then why, my soul, these sad complaints, Since Christ and we are one; Thy God is faithful to his saints, Is faithful to his Son.
3 Beneath his smiles my heart has liv'd, And part of heaven possess'd; I praise his Name for grace receiv'd, And trust him for the rest.