1 Art thou afraid his power shall fail
when comes thy evil day?
And can an all-creating arm
grow weary or decay?
2 Supreme in wisdom as in power
the Rock of ages stands;
though him thou canst not see, nor trace
the working of his hands.
3 He gives the conquest to the weak,
supports the fainting heart;
and courage in the evil hour
his heavenly aids impart.
4 Mere human power shall fast decay,
and youthful vigour cease;
but they who wait upon the Lord
in strength shall still increase.
5 They with unwearied feet shall tread
the path of life divine;
with growing ardour onward move,
with growing brightness shine.
6 On eagles' wings they mount, they soar,
their wings are faith and love,
till, past the cloudy regions here,
they rise to heaven above.