Rejoice, believer, in the Lord,
Who makes your cause His own;
The hope that's built upon His Word
Can ne'er be overthrown.
Tho' many foes beset your road,
And feeble is your arm.
Your life is hid with Christ in God
Beyond the reach of harm.
Weak as you are, you shall not faint
Or fainting shall not die!
Jesus, the strength of every saint,
Will aid you from on high.
Tho' sometimes unperceived by sense,
Faith sees Him always near!
A Guide, a Glory, a Defence;
Then what have you to fear?
As surely as He overcame
And triumphed once for you,
So surely you that love His name
Shall in Him triumph too.
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