Thou art my hope, O Lord God: Thou art my trust from my youth. Psalm 71:5
Almighty Father of mankind,
On Thee my hopes remain;
And when the day of trouble comes
I shall not trust in vain.
Thou art our kind preserver, from
The cradle to the tomb;
And I was cast upon Thy care,
E’en from my mother’s womb.
In early years Thou wast my guide,
And of my youth the friend;
And as my days began with Thee,
With Thee my days shall end.
I know the power in whom I trust,
The arm on which I lean;
He will my Savior ever be,
Who has my Savior been.
In former times, when trouble came,
Thou didst not stand afar;
Nor didst Thou prove an absent friend
Amid the din of war.
My God, who causedst me to hope
When life began to beat;
And, when a stranger in the world,
Didst guide my wandering feet;
Thou wilt not cast me off when age
And evil days descend;
Thou wilt not leave me in despair,
To mourn my latter end.
Therefore in life I’ll trust in Thee,
In death I will adore;
And after death will sing Thy praise
When time shall be no more.