trust

"when is the time to trust?

is it when all is calm,

when waves the victor's palm,

and life is one glad psalm

of joy and praise?

nay! but the time to trust

is when the waves beat high,

when the storm clouds fill the sky,

and prayer is one long cry,

o help and save!

when is the time to trust?

is it when friends are true?

is it when comforts woo,

and in all we say and do

we meet but praise?

nay! but the time to trust

is when we stand alone,

and summer birds have flown,

and every prop is gone,

all else but God.

when is the time to trust?

is it some future day,

when you have tried your way,

and learned to trust and pray

by bitter woe?

nay! but the time to trust,

is in moment's need,

poor, broken, bruised reed!

poor, troubled soul, make speed

to trust thy God.

when is the time to trust?

is it when hopes beat high,

when sunshine gilds the sky,

and joy and ecstasy

fill all the heart?

nay! but the time to trust

is when our joy is fled,

when sorrow bows the head,

and all is cold and dead,

all else but God."

-unknown