"Have faith in God," the Master said;—

Lord give me faith that I may rest,

In calm content, my weary head

Upon His breast.

A faith like Thine, strong, brave, and sure,

Not weak, nor easily dismayed;

That through all trials shall endure,

Aye unafraid.

Then shall I cleave through clouds of doubt,

And pass from darkness into day;

Put all the muttering hosts to rout,

That crowd my way.

And I shall make my heart's request,—

Even mountains shall not bar my way;

O God, Thou'lt give whate'er is best,

Nor long delay.