1 My hopes are placed on high,
All other hopes are vain;
Yet, tho’ at times God seems not nigh,
I’ll trust Him just the same.

Refrain:
Yea, tho' my friends may scorn,
And troubles make me mourn,
I'll see in tears His lovly face,
And trust Him just the same.

2 Tho’ heavy woes come down,
Tho' Satan seems to reign,
Tho’ God upon me seem to frown,
I’ll trust Him just the same. [Refrain]

3 I’ll seek Him for His grace,
Nor of my lot complain,
I’ll take Him for my hiding place,
And trust Him just the same. [Refrain]

4 Now, Lord, to Thee I give
Myself, my time, my all;
I know if I but in Thee live
No pow'r can make me fall. [Refrain]