Like a riv-er glo-rious, is God's per-fect peace,
O-ver all vic-to-rious in its bright in-crease;
Per-fect, yet it flow-eth ful-ler ev-ery day,
Per-fect, yet it grow-eth deep-er all the way.
Trust-ing in Je-ho-vah, hearts are ful-ly blest--
Find-ing, as He prom-ised, per-fect peace and rest.
Hid-den in the hol-low of His bles-sed hand,
Nev-er foe can fol-low, nev-er trai-tor stand;
Not a surge of wor-ry, not a shade of care,
Not a blast of hur-ry touch the spir-it there.
Trust-ing in Je-ho-vah, hearts are ful-ly blest--
Find-ing, as He prom-ised, per-fect peace and rest.
Ev-ery joy or test-ing comes from God a-bove,
Giv-en to His chil-dren as an act of love;
We may trust Him ful-ly all for us to do--
Those who trust Him whol-ly find Him whol-ly true.
Trust-ing in Je-ho-vah, hearts are ful-ly blest--
Find-ing, as He prom-ised, per-fect peace and rest.