1 When dangers press, and fears invade,
Oh let us not rely
On man, who, in the balance weigh’d,
Is light as vanity!
2 Riches have wings and fly away;
Health’s blooming cheek grows pale;
Vigour and strength must soon decay,
And worldly wisdom fail.
3 But God, our God, is still the same,
As at that solemn hour
When thunders spake His awful name,
His majesty and power.
4 And still sweet mercy’s voice is heard,
Proclaiming from above
That good and gracious is the Lord,
And all His works are love.
5 Then trust in God, and God alone,
On Him in faith rely;
For man, and all his works, are known
To be but vanity.