Tarry, O my spirit, Tarry with God! Trusting in Christ’s merit, Soon thy prayer is heard. Be of good cheer, Soon the morn is here, And a new spring follows On the winter drear. When storms distress thee, In every ill, God will never fail thee, My soul, be still.
Tarry, O my spirit, Tarry with God! Trusting in Christ’s merit, Soon thy prayer is heard. When all things break, God will not forsake, Greater than your Helper Trials cannot be. Thus we are trusting, Savior, Thy Word; Grant our soul’s salvation Thou faithful Lord.
