1 Our God is truth, most faithful is His Word;
Beyond thy strength He’ll suffer no temptation;
In all thy need He’ll aid to thee afford;
A Father’s love may be thy consolation;
O hear His voice in such kind accents cheer!
Why shouldst thou fear?
2 Then hope in God, on Him cast all thy care,
Thy Father ne’er will leave His child in danger;
He knows thy case, O why shouldst thou despair?
To all thy grief thy Savior is no stranger;
He hears thy sigh; to Him tell thy complaint;
Why shouldst thou faint?
3 ‘Tis thus we follow Christ: who Him receive
Through tribulation must God’s Kingdom enter;
Art thou His child, and dost thou not believe?
Thou, too, must bear thy cross, on trials venture.
Christ’s suffering shares the true-born child of God
On life’s rough road.
4 Thy Savior’s feet have trod the thorny way,
The Cross lay o’er His path to heavenly gladness;
‘Twas sorrow first, then joy; ‘twas night, then day;
Remember Him, thy Lord, amid thy sadness;
Endure thy cross, with patience run thy race—
Thy strength, His grace.
Source: Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church #436