Is there any heart discouraged as it journeys on its way?
Does there seem to be more darkness than there is of sunny day?
Oh, it’s hard to learn the lesson, as we pass beneath the rod,
That the sunshine and the shadow serve alike the will of God;
But there comes a world of promise like the promise in the bow—
That however deep the waters, they shall never over flow.
When the flesh is worn and weary, and the spirit is depressed,
And temptations sweep upon it, like a storm on ocean’s breast,
There’s a haven ever open for the tempest-driven bird;
There’s a shelter for the tempted in the promise of His Word;
For the standard of the Spirit shall be raised against the foe,
And how ever deep the waters, they shall never over flow.
When a sorrow comes upon you that no other soul can share,
And the burden seems too heavy for the human heart to bear,
There is One whose grace can comfort if you’ll give Him an abode;
There’s a Burden-Bearer ready if you’ll trust Him with your load;
For the precious promise reaches to the depth of human woe,
That how ever deep the waters, they shall never over flow.
When the sands of life are ebbing and I know that death is near;
When I’m passing through the valley, and the way seems dark and drear;
I will reach my hand to Jesus, in His bosom I shall hide,
And ’twill only be a moment till I reach the other side;
It is then the fullest meaning of the promise I shall know.
“When you’re passing through the waters, they shall never over flow.”

—Annie Johnson Flint