Let nothing make thee sad or fretful,
Or too regretful;
Be still;
What God hath ordered must be right;
Then find in it Thine own delight,
My will.

Why shouldst Thou fill to-day with sorrow
About tomorrow,
My heart?
One watches all with care most true;
Doubt not that He will give thee too
Thy part.

Only be steadfast; never waver,
Nor seek earth's favor,
But rest:
Thou
Knowest what God wills must be
For all His creatures, so for thee,
The best.

**~From German of Paul Fleming.
Translated by Catherine Winkworth~