Does the Lord Afflict His Chosen?

Does the Lord af­flict His chos­en?

’Tis to draw them near­er home;

Many are the wiles that lure them

From their Fa­ther’s house to roam.

Listen to His lov­ing whis­per

Weary soul

come un­to Me;

Listen to His loud­er sum­mons

Still ’tis love that call­eth thee.

Whom God lov­eth He chas­tis­eth

Grinds his id­ols in­to dust;

Turns earth’s plea­sures in­to ash­es

Shows how vain in them to trust.

All His rag­ing waves and bil­lows

O’er thee now may wild­ly roll

Yet He sure­ly will de­li­ver

Every hum­ble

con­trite soul.

He will ne’er for­sake nor leave us

He’ll com­plete the work be­gun

We will trust Him

ev­er trust Him

Till we hear His glad Well done.