Let me, thou sovereign Lord of all,
Low at thy footstool humbly fall;
And whilst I feel thy chast’ning rod,
Be still, and know that thou art God.

Dost thou my earthly comforts slay,
And take beloved ones away;
Yet will my soul revere the rod,
Be still, and know that thou art God.

Let me not murmur, nor repine,
Under these trying strokes of thine;
But while I walk the mournful road,
Be still, and know that thou art God.

Still let the truth support my mind,
Thou canst not err, nor be unkind;
And thus may I improve the rod,
Be still, and know that thou art God.

Yes, be my trials great or small,
In all I bear or suffer here;
Still underneath the heaviest load,
Be still, and know that thou art God.

James T. Streeter 1859

Signs of the Times
Volume 27, Number 10; May 15, 1859

Below are the songs that were made from the poem using AI. They are identified
by the genre of the music in paranthesis.