1 “Let not your heart be troubled,”
I hear my Saviour say,
When weary with the burdens
And trials of the day;
So leaning on His promise,
That near me He will be,
The things that fret and worry
Seem beautiful to me.

2 “Let not your heart be troubled,”
The Saviour’s tender voice
Speaks when I feel discouraged,
And bids my soul rejoice;
So patiently I’m striving
To live just day by day,
The love that never faileth,
With sunshine floods the way.

3 I’m trusting in His goodness,
Tho’ shadows round me fall,
I’ll do my little duties,
He gives me strength for all;
I must not disappoint Him,
But ever faithful be;
A mansion bright in glory,
He hath prepared for me.