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If Thou But Suffer God To Guide Thee (Jazz Waltz)
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Psalm 48:1 He will be our Guide even to the end. Vocals and Sequencing - Jay Droz. Praise the Lord!
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Words: Georg Neumark , 1641 (Wer nur den lieben Gott laesst walten); first published in his Fortgepflantzer musikalisch-poetischer Lustwald (Jena, Germany: 1657). Catherine Winkworth translated the words from German to English in 1855, and published them in Chorale Book for England, 1863.
Music: “Neumark,” Georg Neumark , 1641 The tune is said to have been used for 400 different hymns.

Winkworth’s original translation:

(Gm)If thou (D/F#)but (Gm)suf(Dm)fer (Eb)God (Cm6)to (D)guide thee
(Bb)And hope (Cm)in (Gm)Him (Eb)through (Cm)all (D)thy (Gm)ways,
He’ll give (D/F#)thee (Gm)strength, (Dm)what (Eb)e’er (Cm)be(D)tide thee,
(Bb)And bear (Cm)thee (Gm)through (Eb)the (Cm)ev(D)il (Gm)days.
(Gm)Who trusts (F)in (Bb)God’s un(Eb)chang(F)ing (Bb)love
(Bb)Builds (F)on (Gm)the (D)rock (Eb)that (Cm6)naught (D)can (Gm)move.

What can these anxious cares avail thee
These never ceasing moans and sighs?
What can it help if thou bewail thee
O’er each dark moment as it flies?
Our cross and trials do but press
The heavier for our bitterness.
Be patient and await His leisure
In cheerful hope, with heart content
To take whatever thy Father’s pleasure
And His discerning love hath sent,
Nor doubt our inmost want are known
To Him who chose us for His own.
God knows full well when time of gladness
Shall be the needful thing for thee.
When He has tried thy soul with sadness
And from all guile has found thee free,
He comes to thee all unaware
And makes thee own His loving care.
Nor think amid the fiery trial
That God hath cast thee off unheard,
That he whose hopes meet no denial
Must surely be of God preferred.
Time passes and much change doth bring
And set a bound to everything.
All are alike before the Highest:
’Tis easy for our God, We know,
To raise thee up, though low thou liest,
To make the rich man poor and low.
True wonders still by Him are wrought
Who setteth up and brings to naught.
Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving,
Perform thy duties faithfully,
And trust His Word: though undeserving,
Thou yet shalt find it true for thee.
God never yet forsook in need
The soul that trusted Him indeed.