#452Casting All Your Care Upon Him

How blest are they, the Father, to rest be-neath the love? Or let their arms up-hold - ing me. In peace-ful trust re-pos-ing, To look to thee a-lone; Help me to trust con-fi-dent-ly; To Why should my heart be trou-bled, Or dread of foes be? lift? Or why should un-be-liev-ing, fear, Or Each hour I live I'll praise thy name for mer-cy so di-vine; I'll con-se-crate my-self a-new, My