1 When sorrow and storms are besetting my track
And Satan is whispering you’d better turn back;
Oh, then I have proved it, though dark be the way,
A little believing, drives clouds all away.

Chorus:
Lord I believe, Lord I believe;
Saviour raise my faith in Thee till I can move a mountain;
Lord I believe, Lord I believe,
All my doubts are buried in the fountain.

2 How easy when sailing the sea at a calm
To trust in the strength of Jehovah’s great arm;
But somehow I find when waves swamp the boat
It takes good believing to keep things afloat. [Chorus]

3 I’ll stand to the end I have heard people say;
I’ll fight till I die and never run away;
But when by temptation so sorely assailed,
They left off believing and terribly failed. [Chorus]

4 And others there are who are full of courage and zeal,
Who go to the battle like warriors of steel,
But right in the midst of the conflict with sin,
Instead of believing they faint and give in. [Chorus]

5 But let us remember while running the race
That faith is not feeling and trust is not trace;
And when all is seeming as black as the night,
We’ll keep on believing and go on with the fight. [Chorus]