1 Courage, my soul! while God is near,
What enemy hast thou to fear?
How canst thou want a sure defence,
Whose refuge is Omnipotence?

2 Though thickest dangers crowd my way,
My God can chase my fears away:
My steadfast heart on Him relies,
And all those dangers still defies.

3 Though billows after billows roll
To overwhelm my sinking soul,
Firm as a rock my faith shall stand
Upheld by God's almighty hand.

4 In life, His presence is my aid;
In death, 'twill guide me through the shade,
Chase all my rising fears away,
And turn my darkness into day.