If I forget, yet God remembers.
If these hands of mine cease from their clinging,
Yet the hands divine hold me so firmly, I cannot fall.
And if sometimes I am too tired to call for Him to help me,
Then He reads the prayer unspoken in my heart and lifts my care.
I dare not fear since certainly I know,
That I am in God’s keeping
Shielded so, from all that else would harm.
And in the hour of stern temptation,
strengthened by his power.
I tread no path in life to Him unknown.
I lift no burden, bear no pain alone;
My soul a calm sure hiding place has found:
The everlasting arms my life surround,
My life surround!
God thou art love!
I build my faith on that.
I know thee who has kept my path.
And made light for me in the darkness
Tempering sorrow so that it reached me like a solemn joy.
It were too strange that I should doubt thy love.
– Robert Browning