Jesus, my Lord, my life, my all,
In Thee I trust, in Thee I hide;
I know Thou Wilt Not Let me fall
If I stay by Thy Side.
In Thy dear Hands of Love I lay,
Fulfill Thy Purposes in me;
Teach me to say from day to day,
Thy Will be done in me.
The storms of life are fierce and dark,
And hosts of satan press me hard;
But still Thy Strength can keep my bark,
Though broken and sin-marred.
Though hard the cross, the burden great,
And I so weak, so poor, undone;
Yet on Thy Side I’ll stand and wait,
Till victory is won.
The battle, Lord, is Thine, and we,
Though foe may kill us; yet I see
Thy Blood Sets poor dead captives free,
Though fierce the war may be.