Why should I fear the darkest hour,

Or tremble at the tempter's power?

Jesus vouchsafes to be my tow’r.

Though hot the fight, why quit the field?

Why must I either fly or yield,

Since Jesus is my mighty shield?

I know not what may soon betide,

Or how my wants shall be supplied;

But Jesus knows, and will provide.

Though sin would fill me with distress,

The throne of grace I dare address,

For Jesus is my righteousness.

Though faint my pray’rs, and cold my love,

My steadfast hope shall not remove,

While Jesus intercedes above.

Against me earth and hell combine;

But on my side is pow’r divine;

Jesus is all, and He is mine.