I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Matthew 28:20
By trouble oft I’m overwhelmed,
By snares oft circumscribed;
And yet Thou thinkest, Lord, of me,
Thou’rt ever near my side.
My earthly refuges doth fail,
When foes my soul assail,
And men deceive and friends deny,
But Thou doth hear my cry.
The path I take Thou knowest, Lord,
It is beset with thorns,
But I will ne’er its track forsake
While glory’s in its wake.
It leads to bliss, O boundless love,
From cross to crown I go,
Then shall I shirk the cross below,
And lose the crown above?
Awake, my soul, and run thy race,
Lay every weight aside,
Thou soon shalt see thy Savior’s face,
And round His throne abide.