When gloomy thoughts and fears
The trem­bling heart in­vade,
And all the face of na­ture wears
A uni­vers­al shade;

Religion can as­suage
The tem­pest of the soul;
And ev­ery fear shall lose its rage
At her di­vine control.

Through life’s be­wild­ered way,
Her hand unerr­ing leads;
And o’er the path her hea­ven­ly ray
A cheer­ing lus­ter sheds.

When rea­son, tired and blind,
Sinks help­less and afraid,
Thou blest sup­port­er of the mind,
How pow­er­ful is thine aid!

Oh, let me feel thy pow­er,
And find thy sweet re­lief,
To bright­en ev­ery gloomy hour,
And soft­en ev­ery grief.