Worship — Attributes and Providence of God

Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will

No. 48
Words Benjamin Beddome.
Singing key B♭ major
4 stanzas

Sung to HEBRON (hymn 64)

Words

Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will,Tumultuous passions all be still,Nor let a murmuring thought arise;His ways are just, his counsels wise.

In realms of cloudless light he dwells,Performs his work, the cause conceals;And though his footsteps are unknown,Judgment and truth support his throne.

In heaven and earth and air and seasHe executes his firm decrees;And by his saints it stands confessedThat what he does is ever best.

Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait,With reverence bow before his seat,And 'mid the terrors of his rodTrust in a wise and gracious God.

About this hymn

As printed Words only. As printed: hymn number «48», reference line «64, 58, 694.» in italics (sing to the tune of hymn 64, 58 or 694), four numbered stanzas in the left column of p. 20 below hymn 47, «Benjamin Beddome.» in italics at the end. The first word «WAIT» is set in small capitals. The print sets a thin space before «;» («arise ;», «conceals ;», «decrees ;»); it is closed up here. Spelling, punctuation and capitals are the print's; apostrophes are straight («Maker's», «'mid»). The lines of each stanza are set flush (no indentation). No meter is printed (the text is L. M., 8.8.8.8, in couplets).