Since I have received salvation,
Savior, wheresoe’er I be,
Let me find my highest station,
Trusting Thee, Lord, trusting Thee.
Chorus:
Trusting Thee, Lord, trusting Thee,
This my pray’r henceforth shall be,—
May I living or dying, ever be found
Trusting Thee, Lord, trusting Thee.
In the midst of tribulation,
Coming like a raging sea,
I have blessed consolation,
Trusting Thee, Lord, trusting Thee.
Take away all vain ambition,
All I am, or hope to be,
May I find a full fruition,
Trusting Thee, Lord, trusting Thee.
When at last life’s bonds are riven,
And I cross the stormy sea,
I, thro’ grace, shall enter heaven,
Trusting Thee, Lord, trusting Thee.
Source: Twentieth (20th) Century Songs Part One #87