Yet God will in that path my feet sustain.
Then why, faint heart, dost thou still hesitate,
Appalled and frightened at the burden’s weight
Upon thy shoulder laid?
Grasp it more firmly, and the Lord of all,
Who ne’er was known to stumble or to fall,
Thy staggering steps will aid:
Cheered by this thought, thou shalt no longer dread
The dreary way of that rough road to tread.
Fain would I take this comfort to my heart.