1. In the hour of trial,
Jesus, plead for me;
Lest by base denial,
I depart from thee.
When Thou see'st me waver,
With a look recall,
Nor for fear or favor
Suffer me to fall.

2. With forbiddedn pleasures
Would this vain world charm;
Or its sordid treasures
Spread to work me harm;
Bring to my remembrance
Sad Gethsemane,
Or, in darker semblance,
Cross-crowned Calvary.

3. Should Thy mercy send me
Sorrow, toil, and woe;
Or should pain attend me
On my path below;
Grant that I may never
Fail Thy hand to see,
Grant that I may ever
Cast my care on Thee.