Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand, And guard in fierce temptation's hour; Hide in the hollow of thy hand, Show forth in me thy saving power; Still be thine arm my sure defence; Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence. Still let thy love point out my way: How wondrous things thy love hath wrought! Still lead me, lest I go astray; Direct my work, inspire my thought; And, if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that Love is near, In suffering be thy love my peace, In weakness be thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that tremendous hour, In death as life be thou my guide, And save me, who for me hast died.