412    S.M.     J. Kent
It shall be well with the righteous. Isa. 3. 10

1 What cheering words are these;
  Their sweetness who can tell?
  In time and to eternal days,
  “’Tis with the righteous well.”

2 In every state secure,
  Kept as Jehovah’s eye,
  ’Tis well with them while life endure,
  And well when called to die.

3 [Well when they see his face,
  Or sink amidst the flood;
  Well in afflictions thorny maze,
  Or on the mount of God.]

4 [Well when the gospel yields
  Pure honey, milk, and wine;
  Well when thy soul her leanness feels,
  And all her joys decline.]

5 [’Tis well when joys arise;
  ’Tis well when sorrows flow;
  ’Tis well when darkness veils the skies,
  And strong temptations blow.]

6 ’Tis well when at his throne
  They wrestle, weep, and pray;
  ’Tis well when at his feet they groan,
  Yet bring their wants away.

7 ’Tis well when they can sing
  As sinners bought with blood;
  And when they touch the mournful string,
  And mourn an absent God.

8 ’Tis well when on the mount
  They feast on dying love;
  And ’tis as well, in God’s account,
  When they the furnace prove.

9 ’Tis well when Jesus calls,
  “From earth and sin arise,
  Join with the host of virgin souls,
  Made to salvation wise.”