Cast thy bur­den on the Lord,
Only lean up­on His Word;
Thou wilt soon have cause to bless
His eter­nal faith­ful­ness.

He sus­tains thee by His hand,
He en­ables thee to stand;
Those whom Je­sus once hath loved
From His grace are ne­ver moved.

Human coun­sels come to naught;
That op­pose which God hath wrought;
His com­pass­ion, love, and pow­er,
Are the same for­ev­er­more.

Heav’n and earth may pass away,
God’s free grace shall not de­cay;
He hath pro­mised to ful­fill
All the plea­sure of His will.

Jesus, guard­ian of Thy flock,
Be Thy­self our con­stant rock;
Make us, by Thy pow­er­ful hand,
Strong as Zi­on’s mount­ain stand.