In Thee, Lord, have I put my trust,

Leave me not helpless in the dust,

Let not my hope be brought to shame,

But still sustain,

Through want and pain,

My faith that Thou art aye the same.

Incline a gracious ear to me,

And hear the prayers I raise to Thee,

Show forth Thy power and haste to save!

For woes and fear

Surround me here,

Oh swiftly send the help I crave!

My God and Shield, now let Thy power

Be unto me a mighty tower,

Whence I may freely, bravely, fight

Against the foes

That round me close,

For fierce are they and great their might.

Thy word hath said, Thou art my Rock,

The Stronghold that can fear no shock,

My help, my safety, and my life,

Howe'er distress

And dangers press,

What then shall daunt me in the strife?

The world for me hath falsely set

Full many a secret snare and net,

Dark lies, delusions sweet and vain;

Lord, hear my prayers,

And break these snares,

And make my path before me plain.

With Thee, Lord, would I cast my lot;

My God, my God, forsake me not,

O Faithful God, for I commend

My soul to Thee;

Deliver me

Both now, and when this life must end.