“Let not your heart be troubled;”
What words of love and grace! —
Words spoken by the Saviour,
Within a quiet place,
When He and His disciples
Were in that upper room
‘Twas just before He entered
The depths of Calvary’s gloom.
“Let not your heart be troubled;”
My Father’s house above
Has many blissful mansions—
Abodes of joy and love.
“Let not your heart be troubled;”
For I am going there;
A place in fadeless glory,
For you I shall prepare.
“Let not your heart be troubled;”
For though I go away,
I’ll come again and take you
To realms of endless day.
Now though our Lord is absent,
We hear those words of love,
“Let not your heart be troubled;”
Still ringing from above.
And though the night seems dreary,
And long may seem His stay—
“Let not your heart be troubled;”
He’ll come without delay.
“Let not your heart be troubled,”
Are words of comfort sweet,
That cheer the heart in sorrow,
Until above we meet.
C. C.C.
ML 09/02/1900