2 I could not do without Thee,
I cannot stand alone,

I have no strength or goodness,
No wisdom of my own;
But Thou, beloved Saviour,
Art all in all to me,
And weakness will be power
If leaning hard on Thee.

3 I could not do without Thee,
For, oh, the way is long,
And I am often weary,

And sigh replaces song:
How could I do without Thee?

I do not know the way;

Thou knowest, and Thou leadest,
And wilt not let me stray.

4 I could not do without Thee,
O Jesus, Saviour dear;
E'en when my eyes are holden,
I know that Thou art near.
How dreary and how lonely
This changeful life would be,
Without the sweet communion,
The secret rest with Thee!

5 I could not do without Thee,
For years are fleeting fast,
And soon in solemn loneliness
The river must be passed;
But Thou wilt never leave me,

And though the waves roll high,
I know Thou wilt be near me,
And whisper, "It is I."

2 Let the world despise and leave me; They have left my Saviour, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me: Thou art not, like them, untrue; And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might,

I have called Thee Abba, Father;

I have stayed my heart on Thee: Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me.

4 Man may trouble and distress me, "T will but drive me to Thy breast;

3 Go then, earthly fame and treasure!
Come disaster, scorn and pain!
In Thy service, pain is pleasure;
With Thy favor, loss is gain.

Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. Oh, 't is not in grief to harm me,

While Thy love is left to me; Oh, 't were not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee.