Oh God, you know the burden of every heart before you, the secret sighing of the prisoner comes up into your ears. Some of us are in perplexity, others are in actual suffering of body. Some are sorely cast down in themselves, and others deeply afflicted with the trials of those they love, but as for all these burdens, our soul would cast them on the Lord—in quietness and confidence shall be our strength.
We would this morning, all without exception who are tried and troubled, take up the place of sitting still, leaving, with quiet acquiescence, everything in the hands of God. Great Helmsman, you shall steer the ship, and we will not be troubled. By your grace, we will leave everything most sweetly in your hands. Where else should these things be left? and we will take up the note of joyous song, in anticipation of the deliverance which will surely come.