Oh! for a faith that will not shrink,

Though pressed by every foe,

That will not tremble on the brink

Of any earthly woe;


That will not murmur or complain

Beneath the chastening rod,

But in the hour of grief or pain

Will lean upon its God;


A faith that shines more bright and clear

When tempests rage without;

That when in danger knows no fear,

In darkness feels no doubt:


That bears unmoved the world’s dread frown,

Nor heeds its scornful smile;

That seas of trouble cannot drown,

Or Satan’s arts beguile;


A faith that keeps the narrow way

Till life’s last hour is fled,

And with a pure and heavenly ray

Illumes a dying bed.


Lord, give us such a faith as this,

And then whate’er may come,

We’ll taste, e’en here, the hallowed bliss

Of an eternal home.


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