1 When all the powers of nature fail;
When sickness shall my heart assail,
Shall every nobler part pervade,
And every earthly wish shall fade:

2 When pain, of every nerve possessed,
Shall vibrate in my throbbing breast;
Or languor o’er my senses steal,
And medicine lose its power to heal:

3 When death shall chill the vital heat;
When this fond heart shall cease to beat,
This faltering tongue forget to speak,
A mortal paleness on my cheek:

4 When my dim eyes are sunk in death,
And God who gave shall take my breath;
May He sustain my fainting heart,
And comfort to my soul impart.

5 May His bright presence bring relief
From fear, despondency, and grief:
His cheering voice direct my way
To regions of eternal day.