1 Let not your hearts with anxious thoughts
be troubled or dismay'd;
but trust in Providence divine,
and trust my gracious aid.
2 I to my Father’s house return;
there num'rous mansions stand,
and glory manifold abounds
through all the happy land.

3 I go your entrance to secure,
and your abode prepare;
regions unknown are safe to you,
when I, your friend, am there.
4 Thence shall I come, when ages close,
to take you home with me;
there we shall meet to part no more,
and still together be.

5 I am the way, the truth, the life:
no son of human race,
but such as I conduct and guide,
shall see my Father’s face.