2 Though we pass through tribulation, All will be well: Ours is such a full salvation; All, all is well: Happy, still in God confiding, Fruitful, if in Christ abiding, Holy, through the Spirit’s guiding, All must be well. 3 We expect a bright to-morrow; All will be well; Faith can sing through days of sorrow, All, all is well; On our Father’s love relying, Jesus every need supplying, Or in living, or in dying, All must be well. 788 4s & 6s. Trust in God amid perils. In time of fear, When trouble’s near, I look to thine abode; Though helpers fail, And foes prevail, I’ll put my trust in God. 2 And what is life But toil and strife? What terror has the grave? Thine arm of power, In peril’s hour, The trembling soul will save. 3 In darkest skies, Though storms arise, I will not be dismayed: O God of light, And boundless might, My soul on thee is stayed! 789 11s. Acquaint now thyself with him. Job. 22:21. Acquaint thee, O mortal, acquaint thee with God, And joy, like the sunshine, shall beam on thy road; And peace, like the dewdrop, shall fall on thy head, And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy bed. 2 Acquaint thee, O mortal, acquaint thee with God; And he shall be with thee when fears are abroad; Thy safeguard in danger that threatens thy path; Thy joy in the valley and shadow of death. 790 11s. Heb. 12:2. O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore, Look off unto Jesus; now sorrow no more: The light of his countenance shineth so bright, That here, as in heaven, there need be no night. 2 While looking to Jesus, my heart can not fear; I tremble no more when I see Jesus near; I know that his presence my safeguard will be, For, “Why are you troubled?” he saith unto me. 3 Still looking to Jesus, O, may I be found, When Jordan’s dark waters encompass me round: They bear me away in his presence to be; I see him still nearer whom always I see. 4 Then, then shall I know the full beauty and grace Of Jesus, my Lord, when I stand face to face; Shall know how his love went before me each day, And wonder that ever my eyes turned away. 791 10s. Complete in Christ. Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest; Far did I rove, and found no certain home; At last I sought them in his sheltering breast, Who opes his arms, and bids the weary come: With him I found a home, a rest divine; And I since then am his, and he is mine.