My help is all laid up above;
Thy nature and thy Name is Love.
Contented now upon my thigh
I halt, till life’s short journey end;
All helplessness, all weakness, I 75
On Thee alone for strength depend;
Nor have I power from Thee to move;
Thy nature and thy Name is Love.
Lame as I am, I take the prey,
Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o’ercome; 80