1 Why go we mourning all the day,
Or doubt our Father’s care,
When we may trust him all the way
Our pilgrim feet must fare?
“Fear not, fear not,” for the Lord is near,
“Fear not, fear not,” is his word of cheer;
Though foes may press they can never harm,
The Lord himself defends us with his mighty arm.
2 Our Lord to us is ever near,
Though dark may be the skies,
And ills which we so often fear
Are blessings in disguise. [Refrain]
3 Let hope be bright and faith be strong
With such a Friend to aid,
And if the way be dark and long,
Be not, be not afraid. [Refrain]Source: His Worthy Praise #65