In Every Trying Hour

In ev­ery try­ing hour

My soul to Je­sus flies;

I trust in His al­migh­ty pow­er

When swell­ing bil­lows rise.

His com­forts bear me up;

I trust a faith­ful God;

The sure foun­da­tion of my hope

Is in my Sav­ior’s blood.

Loud hal­le­lu­jahs sing

To our Re­deem­er’s name

In joy or sor­row—life or death—

His love is still the same.