LORD, my God, in Thee I trust;

LORD, my God, in Thee I trust; Save, Oh! save Thy trembling dust, From the roaring lion's power, Seeking whom he may devour; From a thousand waves that roll Shipwreck o'er my sinking soul; From them all to Thee, to Thee.

Thou my Inmost wish canst read, Thou canst help my utmost need; Let the world Thy goodness see, Let them mark Thy grace in me. Lay the wicked in the dust, Raise the feeble, guide the just: Searcher of the heart, I flee From myself to Thee, to Thee.