Jesus, in sickness and in pain, Be near to succor me, My sinking spirit still sustain; To Thee I turn, to Thee. When cares and sorrows thicken round, And nothing bright I see, In Thee alone can help be found; To Thee I turn, to Thee. Should strong temptations fierce assail, As if to ruin me, Then in Thy strength will I prevail, While still I turn to Thee. Through all my pilgrimage below, Whate???er my lot may be, In joy or sadness, weal or woe, Jesus, I???ll turn to Thee.