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.