Then, strengthened by Thy saving Arm of might,
I ’gainst this evil world shall bravely fight,
And shall the battle win:
With this conviction I my road pursue,
Regardless what each turn may bring to view.
I lay on Thee, my God and Saviour blest,
The weight which has my failing strength opprest,
Too ponderous to endure;
My worldly state with trusting faith I place
In Thine o’er-ruling Hand, throughout my race