We know not the tri­als be­fore us,
But Je­sus takes thought for them all,
And trusting the aid of His coun­sel,
We ne­ver, no, ne­ver can fall;
We know not the tri­als before us,
Or what on the mor­row may be,
But sweet is the soul cheer­ing pro­mise,
My grace is suf­fi­cient for thee.

Refrain

Then cleave to the Sav­ior, cleave to Him,
Whatever the con­flict may be,
Remember the soul cheer­ing pro­mise,
My grace is suf­fi­cient for thee.

We know not the tri­als be­fore us,
But why; should we trem­ble or fear?
The arm of the Lord will pro­tect us,
The ark of His mer­cy is near;
We know not the tri­als be­fore us,
Or what our temp­ta­tions may be,
But stronger than death is the pro­mise,
My grace is suf­fi­cient for thee.

Refrain

We know not the tri­als be­fore us,
The sorrows and cares we shall meet,
But O there’s a re­fuge in Je­sus,
Though surg­es may break at our feet;
How bless­èd that re­fuge for­ev­er
Where safe from the storm we shall be,
The pass­word to life is the pro­mise,
My grace is suf­fi­cient for thee.

Refrain