150. CAST THY BURDEN ON THE LORD
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Author: Laurentius Laurenti (1660-1722)
Composer: Johann Georg Ebeling (1637-1676)
Author: Laurentius Laurenti (1660-1722)
Composer: Johann Georg Ebeling (1637-1676)
1. Why wilt thou thus for the morrow,
O, my heart, For thy part
As a heathen sorrow,
Wherefore is thy daily weeping,
When God will, Loving still,
Take thee in His keeping.
2. God thy life to thee has granted;
This is plain; So remain
Now to Him devoted;
In the future He will render
To thee all; None will fall
Who to Him surrender.
3. Wilt thou food have for the morrow?
God indeed Fills all need;
Care thou needst not borrow.
Thou on this canst be relying;
Daily bread Your own God
Richly is supplying.
4. Life is more than earthly living,
God shall be, We shall see,
All that’s needful giving,
As on Him we are relying,
Ev’ry need, As we plead,
He will be supplying.
5. Take no thought here for thy clothing;
Christ declares: “Have no cares;
Thou shalt lack in nothing!
See the lily in its glory,
Standing there Slender, fair;
Thus God careth for thee!”
6. He who righteousness is seeking
And who still God’s own will
Over all is keeping,
Will receive as he requires
Drink and food, Ev’ry good
As his heart desires.
7. Should my faith by God be tested,
All that’s dear To me here
From my hand be wrested,
All these things will work together
For my gain, Even pain
Given by my Father.
8. He is able to be giving
All again; Doth ordain
His Word for our living.
Lo, how many souls, believing,
Now live so, Without woe,
Without care and grieving!
9. Cares commit they to their Saviour;
To His will Bowing still,
To His guidance ever;
What God wills is their true pleasure;
He, their Lord, And His Word,
Their abiding treasure.
10. From them God is naught withholding;
He gives bread In their need,
All their cries beholding.
He with comfort oft is nearest
Quickly hears And appears
When the need is greatest.
11. All to Thee, as truly fitting--
Burdened heart, Care and smart--
Lord, I am committing!
Therefore, Lord, do Thou care for me!
I to Thee, Bend the knee;
Silent, I adore Thee.
12. I will thank Thee for Thy favor
Evermore, And therefore
Never, never waver.
To Thy name be thanks and praises;
Take my part; Heal my heart,
Amen, yea, Lord Jesus!
O, my heart, For thy part
As a heathen sorrow,
Wherefore is thy daily weeping,
When God will, Loving still,
Take thee in His keeping.
2. God thy life to thee has granted;
This is plain; So remain
Now to Him devoted;
In the future He will render
To thee all; None will fall
Who to Him surrender.
3. Wilt thou food have for the morrow?
God indeed Fills all need;
Care thou needst not borrow.
Thou on this canst be relying;
Daily bread Your own God
Richly is supplying.
4. Life is more than earthly living,
God shall be, We shall see,
All that’s needful giving,
As on Him we are relying,
Ev’ry need, As we plead,
He will be supplying.
5. Take no thought here for thy clothing;
Christ declares: “Have no cares;
Thou shalt lack in nothing!
See the lily in its glory,
Standing there Slender, fair;
Thus God careth for thee!”
6. He who righteousness is seeking
And who still God’s own will
Over all is keeping,
Will receive as he requires
Drink and food, Ev’ry good
As his heart desires.
7. Should my faith by God be tested,
All that’s dear To me here
From my hand be wrested,
All these things will work together
For my gain, Even pain
Given by my Father.
8. He is able to be giving
All again; Doth ordain
His Word for our living.
Lo, how many souls, believing,
Now live so, Without woe,
Without care and grieving!
9. Cares commit they to their Saviour;
To His will Bowing still,
To His guidance ever;
What God wills is their true pleasure;
He, their Lord, And His Word,
Their abiding treasure.
10. From them God is naught withholding;
He gives bread In their need,
All their cries beholding.
He with comfort oft is nearest
Quickly hears And appears
When the need is greatest.
11. All to Thee, as truly fitting--
Burdened heart, Care and smart--
Lord, I am committing!
Therefore, Lord, do Thou care for me!
I to Thee, Bend the knee;
Silent, I adore Thee.
12. I will thank Thee for Thy favor
Evermore, And therefore
Never, never waver.
To Thy name be thanks and praises;
Take my part; Heal my heart,
Amen, yea, Lord Jesus!
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