Words by: Frances R. Havergal (1836-1879)
Music by: James Mountain (1844-1933) in 1876
The writer of this first song, Frances Havergal, was vacationing in the south of Wales in 1876 where she caught a very bad cold and her lungs became inflamed. When she was told she might die, she replied, “If I am really going, it is too good to be true.” Having survived that sickness, her friends were surprised at how well she dealt with the fact she could have died. A year later, Francis Havergal wrote the hymn “Like a River Glorious”.
Frances R. Havergal (1836-1879)
LYRICS: Like A River Glorious
• Like a river, glorious Is God's perfect peace, Over all victorious In its bright increase; Perfect, yet it floweth, Fuller every day, Perfect, yet it groweth, Deeper all the way.
Stayed upon Christ Jesus, Hearts are fully blest; Finding, as He promised, Perfect peace and rest.
• Hidden in the hollow Of His blessed hand, Never foe can follow, Never traitor stand; Not a surge of worry, Not a shade of care, Not a blast of hurry, Touch the spirit there.
• Every joy or trial, Falleth from above,
Traced upon our dial, By the Sun of Love.
We may trust Him fully, All for us to do;
They who trust Him wholly, Find Him wholly true.