Let Me Endeavor To Lead You Out

Time, By Moments, Steals Away, First The Hour, And Then The Day; Small The Daily Loss Appears, Yet It Soon Amounts To Years

If The Lord Be With Us, We Have No Cause Of Fear. His Eye Is Upon Us, His Arm Over Us, His Ear Open To Our Prayer - His Grace Sufficient, His Promise Unchangeable.

Through Many Dangers, Toils And Snares, I Have Already Come; 'tis Grace Has Brought Me Safe Thus Far, And Grace Will Lead Me Home.

God Sometimes Does His Work With Gentle Drizzle, Not Storms.

How Many Times Has He Delivered Me! Yet, Alas! How Distrustful And Ungrateful Is My Heart Even Until The Present!