First Line: Impatient heart, be still,

Impatient heart, be still !
What though He tarries long ?
What though the triumph song
Is still delayed ?
Thou hast His promise sure,
And that is all secure :
Be not afraid !
Be still ! be still !
Impatient heart, be still !

2 My eager heart, be still !
Thy Lord will surely come,
And take thee to His home,
With Him to dwell :
It may not be to-day ;
And yet, my soul, it may ----
I cannot tell !
Be still ! be still !
My eager heart, be still !

3 My anxious heart, be still !
Watch, work, and pray ; and then
It will not matter when
Thy Lord shall come,
At midnight or at noon ;
He cannot come too soon
To take thee home.
Be still ! be still !
My anxious heart, be still !