Year after year Thou hast carried me on – removed dangers from my path – recovered me, recruited me, refreshed me, borne with me, directed me, sustained me.

Year after year Thou hast carried me on – removed dangers from my path – recovered me, recruited me, refreshed me, borne with me, directed me, sustained me. O forsake me not when my strength faileth me. And Thou never wilt forsake me. I may securely repose upon Thee. Sinner as I am, nevertheless, while I am true to Thee, Thou wilt still, and to the end, be superabundantly true to me. I may rest upon Thy arm; I may go to sleep in Thy bosom.

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