The Time To 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 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?

When you have tried your way, and learned to trust and pray, by bitter woe?

Nay, but the time to trust is in this 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, the sunshine guilds the sky, and joy and ecstasy fill all the heart?

Nay , but the time to trust is when joy is fled, when sorrow bows the head, and all is cold and dead,

all else but God

 

-Unknown-

(Taken from 101 More Hymn Stories by Kenneth W. Osbeck)