Come weal, come woe where’er we go,
God is not far away;
He holds the stor­my winds that blow,
And molds the gold­en day.
The dark­est night to Him is light,
And thro’ the shine or shade,
He speaks in tones of ten­der might,
My child, be not afraid.

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Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
The dark­est night to Him is light,
And thro’ the shine or shade,
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
He speaks in tones of ten­der might,
My child, be not afraid.

Tho’ clouds may veil the stars that sail
O’er bound­less seas of space,
And lights along all shores may fail,
God will not hide His face;
But sweet­ly whis­pers while His hands
Upon His own are laid,
Lo! at thy side thy Fa­ther stands,
My child, be not afraid.

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Thro’ chang­ing years, in joy and tears,
The change­less One abides,
And safe the soul from doubt and fears
That in His bo­som hides.
On noi­sy street, in still re­treat,
Thro’ vales of deep­est shade,
That voice is heard with ac­cents sweet,
My child, be not afraid.

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