#276: In the Hour of Trial

(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)

1

In the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me

Lest, by base denial, I depart from Thee;

When Thou seest me  waver, With a look recall,

Nor for fear or favor Suffer me to fall.

2

With forbidden pleasures Would this vain world charm,

Or its sordid treasures Spread to work me harm;

Bring to my remembrance sad Gethsemane,

Or in darker semblance, Cross-crown’d Calvary.

3

Should Thy mercy send me Sorrow, toil and woe,

Or should pain attend me On my path below,

Grant that I may never Fail Thy hand to see,

Grant that I may ever Cast my care on Thee.

4

When, in dust and ashes, To the grave I sink,

While heav’ns glory flashes O’er the shelving brink,

On Thy truth relying Thru that mortal strife,

Lord, receive me, dying, To eternal life.