Wait! pa­tient­ly wait, God ne­ver is late:
Thy bud­ding plans are in Thy Fa­ther’s hold­ing,
And on­ly wait His grand di­vine un­fold­ing;
Then wait, wait, pa­tient­ly wait.

Trust! hope­ful­ly trust! That God will ad­just
Thy tan­gled life: And from its dark con­ceal­ings
Will bring His will in all its bright re­veal­ings;
Then trust, trust, hope­ful­ly trust.

Rest! peace­ful­ly rest! On His lov­ing breast:
Breathe in His ear Thy sac­red, high am­bi­tion
And He will bring it forth in blest fru­ition.
Then rest, rest, peace­ful­ly rest!