Poems (Coolidge)/Storm and Stress
STORM AND STRESS
I cling to thee through storm and stress, I own my utter nothingness; Upheld by thee from hour to hour, My weakness lost in thy great power, I shall not faint—I cannot fail, Though fiercest foes my strength assail.
Through storm and stress I cling to thee; I trust the love that chastens me; The love that doth renew my strength, Each step along my journey's length; Within that powerful hand of thine,I lay this feeble one of mine.
I cling to thee through storm and stress; Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy child to bless; Oh, day by day, with manna feed,Thy grace sufficient for my need; Eternal Peace my harbor be When storm and stress shall cease for me.