DEAR sister, trust in Jesus, and never, never fear,
Cast every burden on thy Lord, there’s always comfort
there;
Though dark the clouds above thee, and rough the
path below,
There’s not a pang that wounds thy breast but Jesus
feels it too.
Dear sister, trust in Jesus; leave all thy future lot
With Him who doeth all things well, whose mercy
changes not.
Remember He is with thee, thou art not left alone,
And naught but good shall e’er befall His dear adopted
one.
Dear sister, trust in Jesus whatever may betide;
Seek His divine direction thy faltering steps to guide;
His own eternal purpose thou canst not now foresee,
But, trusting to His faithfulness, all shall be well with
thee.
Then cling in faith to Jesus; cleave closely to His side;
Fixed on the “Rock of Ages,” thy steps shall never
slide;
No troubles shall affright thee, no foes thy peace molest,
Not death itself shall daunt thee, while leaning on His
breast.
Oh, may He gently lead thee where quiet waters are,
And cause thee sweetly to repose in pastures green and
fair;
May Christ, the “Sun of Righteousness,” forever on
thee shine,
May all thy life be spent for Him, and may His will be
thine.
Adieu, my much loved sister; yes, thou art dear to me,
But dearer far to Jesus, who gave His life for thee!
Then shout thy Saviour’s praises, sing of His dying
love,
And when thy voice is hushed below, break forth in
strains above.