Where is Elijah's God?

Wilt Thou not come at length?

For all my hope and stay

Is only in Thy strength:

The fathers I have loved are gone;

I have but Thee to lead me on.

The breeze is blowing chill

Since early afternoon;

And as I feel its cold

I know that Death comes soon:

Nought but Thy peace can take away

The grave's dark sorrow and dismay.

The river is at hand,

I see its highest wave:

And how can one so weak

Its stormy torrents brave?

God of Elijah, come once more,

Divide the waters as of yore!

Confirm my feeble faith,

So fearful to advance--

Afraid to trust the word

That never failed me once!

And Christ is in His sovereign right,

The resurrection's Life and Light.

O morning full of peace!

Its light is in the skies;

The prisons of the grave

Shall fall, and never rise:

Nor death nor grave shall then be known,

From dawn till eve, from eve till dawn.