Perfect Peace by Fanny Crosby

In perfect peace,
O gracious Lord,
No fears my heart molest,
For Thou, whose voice controls the deep,
Can soothe my care to rest.

Refrain
Thy perfect peace Thou givest me,

My ever present Guide;
Thy perfect peace thou leavest me—
What can I ask beside?

In perfect peace from day to day
I learn Thy righteous will,
And with a love that questions not,
Obey and follow still.

In perfect peace the clouds I view,
The gathering storm I see,
For Thou hast taught my soul to know
It shall be well with me.

In perfect peace, O gracious Lord,
Till life’s last hour shall close,
I’ll sing Thy goodness o’er and o’er,
And on Thy love repose.

Words by Fanny Crosby (1820-1915)

Fanny Crosby, possibly the most prolific of hymn-writers, often wrote of perfect peace, perfect rest, perfect submission and perfect delight. I love that she refers to these blessings of the Father for the believer here and now as well as eternal blessings. Eliza Hewitt, also an author of many hymns, wrote the following upon the death of Fanny Crosby…

Away to the country of sunshine and song,
Our songbird has taken her flight,
And she who has sung in the darkness so long
Now sings in the beautiful light;

The harp-strings here broken are sweetly restrung
To ring in a chorus sublime;
The hymns that on earth she so trustfully sung
Keep tune with eternity’s chime!

What heart can conceive of the rapture she knows
Awakened to glories so bright,
Where radiant splendor unceasingly glows,
Where cometh no shadows of night!

Her ‘life-work is ended,’ and over the tide,
Redeemed’ in His presence to stand,
She knows her Redeemer, for her crucified,
By the print of the nails in His hand.’

Blessed Assurance’—the lamp in her soul
That made earthly midnight as naught!
A ‘New Song’ of joy shall unceasingly roll
To Him who her ransom had bought.

To ‘Rescue the Perishing,’ her greatest delight,
What bliss, in the Homeland, to meet
With those she has told of the Lord’s saving might,
Together, to bow at His feet.

Good-bye, dearest Fanny, goodbye for a while,
You walk in the shadows no more;
Around you, the sunbeams of glory will smile;
The Lamb is the Light of that Shore!

Someday we will meet in the City above;
Together, we’ll look on His face;Safe,
Safe in the Arms’ of the Jesus we love;
Together we’ll sing, ‘Saved by Grace!

Rothwell, p. 47

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