a hymn, and a prayer of hope

O heart bereav'd and lonely,
Whose brightest dreams have fled
Whose hopes like summer roses
Are wither'd crushed and dead
Though link by link be broken
And tears unseen may fall,
Look up amid thy sorrow
To him who knows it all.

O cling to thy Redeemer
Thy Saviour, Brother, Friend;
Believe and trust His promise
To keep you till the end;
O watch and wait with patience
And question all you will;
His arms of love and mercy
Are round about thee still.

Look up, the clouds are breaking,
The storm will soon be o'er
And thou shall reach the haven
Where sorrows are no more.
Look up, be not discouraged;
Trust on, whate'er befall;
Remember, O remember,
Thy Savior knows it all. --an old hymn