When trials press and foes increase
And daily strain finds no release;
Give me the strength and will to stay
When I would rather run away.

When things seem going all criss-cross
And waiting seems an added loss;
Give me the patience, Lord, to wait
When I would rather force the gate.

When Satan comes with subtle power
To make me doubt Thy love each hour;
Give me the grace to trust Thy care
When self would plunge me in despair.

The God of all the universe,
Who from my soul removed the curse,
Is daily watching over me
And will through all eternity.

So faith looks up and takes the stand
That love divine the whole has planned,
And step by step will guide my way
Till dawns at last eternal day.