A tower of refuge is Thy name.

Thou hast upheld me from the womb;

Thou wert my strength and hope in youth;

Now, trembling, bending o’er the tomb,

I lean upon Thine arm of truth.

Cast me not off in mine old age,

Forsake me not in my last hour;

The foe hath not forgone his rage,

The lion ravens to devour.

Me, through what troubles hast Thou brought!