Shall we walk along life’s jour­ney,
Thro’ the sha­dows of the night,
On an arm of flesh re­ly­ing,
Trusting on­ly hu­man might?
No, the pro­mised help of Je­sus
Shall sus­tain us day by day;
In the bat­tle’s wild com­mo­tion,
Thro’ the fierce­ness of the fray.

Shall we see the loved and cher­ished
Passing from us by the way?
And the ach­ing hearts so wea­ry,
Find no so­lace day by day?
Yet, the pro­mised help of Je­sus
Shall sus­tain us ev­en then;
Thro’ His grace, which crowned them vic­tors,
We shall meet them all again.

Shall we walk ’mid ga­ther­ing sha­dows,
When life’s ev­en­ing draw­eth near?
Shall the dark­ness be un­brok­en,
Will no light for us ap­pear?
Then the pro­mised help of Je­sus
As a light shall guide us o’er
To the pure ce­les­ti­al city,
Over on the oth­er shore.