1 In vain would boating reason find
The path to happiness and God;
Her weak directions leave the mind
Bewildered in a doubtful road.

2 Jesus, Thy words alone impart
Eternal life; on these I live;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the powers of nature give.

3 Here let my constant feet abide;
Thou art the true, the living Way:
Let Thy good Spirit be my Guide
To the bright realms of endless day.

4 The various forms that men devise
To shake my faith with treacherous art,
I scorn as vanity and lies,
And bind Thy Gospel to my heart.