1 The many are not always right,
The few not always wrong;
Weak oft are those who boast their might,
But truth is always strong.

2 O, let me have a holy name,
E’en though alone I be!
Vain is the charm of earthly fame,
And sin’s short victory.

3 I’d rather with Elijah stand,
Alone on Carmel’s crest,
Than own allegiance to the band
Whose shame was there confessed.

4 I’d rather have a Daniel’s crown
Of fearless fortitude,
Than basely lay my manhood down
With craven multitude.

5 I’d rather be the one true heart,
Strong in a purpose high,
Than cowardly from Christ depart,
With recreant hosts to die.

6 Whate’er befall, to me a place
Be with the victors giv’n,
Where faithful ones behold His face,
Amidst the bliss of Heav’n!