1 On Jesus’ love relying
My heart forgets its fears;
He gives me songs for sighing,
And smiles in place of tears;
My weak hand He is holding
Within His loving clasp
My sinking form upholding
By His almighty grasp.

2 I may see all my pleasures
Like autumn leaves decay;
It may be all my treasures
Like dew shall melt away;
Lord, let not this alarm me;
In Thee may I confide,
Assured no change can harm me
If Thou art by my side.