Must all our work to pieces.
On God's love must thou ever stay,
Nor let aught overthrow thee,
E'en when the heav'ns shall pass away
And earth shall crash below thee:
God promiseth His grace to thee,
His word is clear, who fearlessly
Trusts it, is ne'er deceivèd.
So darest thou His pow'r so great
Ne'er doubt a moment even,