Child of Jesus, oft depressed,

Yielding to thy doubts and fear,

In thy trials sore distressed,

Fainting for some word of cheer;

Come, thy need is all supplied,

Take by faith what God doth give;

Believe that you in Christ have died,

Believe that you in Him now live.

Often weary, often weak,

Foes without and fears within;

Knowing not what path to take,

To escape from self and sin;

In thy risen Saviour hide,

From Him risen life receive;

Believe that you in Christ have died,

Believe that you in Him now live.

Sorrowing oft, and often sad,

As thy failures thou dost scan;

Selfish aims those failures made,

Now let Jesus lead and plan.

Let the Spirit ever guide,

Let the flesh no more deceive;

Believe that you in Christ have died,

Believe that you in Him now live.