In time of fear,

When trouble’s near,

I look to thine abode;

Though helpers fail,

And foes prevail,

I’ll put my trust in God.

2 And what is life

But toil and strife?

What terror has the grave?

Thine arm of power,

In peril’s hour,

The trembling soul will save.

3 In darkest skies,

Though storms arise,

I will not be dismayed:

O God of light,

And boundless might,

My soul on thee is stayed!