In ev’ry trying hour,
My soul to Jesus flies;
I trust in His almighty pow’r,
When swelling billows rise.

His comforts bear me up,
I trust a faithful God;
The sure foundation of my hope
Is in my Saviour’s blood.

Loud hallelujahs sing
To our Redeemer’s name;
In joy or sorrow, life or death,
His love is still the same.

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