Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing; …
What though my human comforts die,
The Lord my Saviour liveth;
What though the darkness gather round,
Songs in the night God giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that Rock I’m clinging;
Since Love is God of heaven and earth,
How can I keep from singing?
(Christian Science Hymnal 533)
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