1.

My soul, why are you so distraught,
When God’s unmoved and changes not?
Why bound by flesh do you remain,
In constant dread of death and pain?
/: Be still a little while, for you
Have God’s own Word, and He is true. :/

2.

Here you’ll be tried, despised, and more;
You’re called to suffer with your Lord.
A cov’nant with your Savior make;
The cross He bore just for your sake.
/: By this He learned how to obey;
For you He opened up the way. :/

3.

Seek not man’s honor—it is vain,
And this world’s glory brings no gain;
But hidden from all earthly view,
Take up your cross and battle through.
/: Though others mock, God sees you still.
With heaven’s peace your heart He’ll fill. :/

Written by Amalie Holter (published in 1929)traditional swedish melodyText © Stiftelsen Skjulte Skatters ForlagNorway ⋅ A