Since, Lord, Thou dost defend us with Thy Spirit, We know we at the end, shall life inherit. Then fancies flee away; I'll fear not what men say, I'll labor night and day to be a pilgrim.
Since, Lord, Thou dost defend us with Thy Spirit, We know we at the end, shall life inherit. Then fancies flee away; I'll fear not what men say, I'll labor night and day to be a pilgrim.