Lord, I be­lieve; Thy pow­er I own,
Thy Word I would ob­ey;
I wan­der com­fort­less and lone
When from Thy truth I stray.

Lord, I be­lieve; but gloomy fears
Sometimes be­dim my sight;
I look to Thee with pray­ers and tears,
And cry for strength and light.

Lord, I believe; but Thou dost know
My faith is cold and weak;
Pity my frail­ty, and be­stow
The con­fi­dence I seek.

Yes, I be­lieve; and on­ly Thou
Canst give my soul re­lief;
Lord, to Thy truth my spi­rit bow;
Help Thou mine unbe­lief.