When all the powers of nature fail; When sickness shall my heart assail, Shall every nobler part pervade, And every earthly wish shall fade: When pain, of every nerve possessed, Shall vibrate in my throbbing breast; Or languor o’er my senses steal, And medicine lose its power to heal: When death shall chill the vital heat; When this fond heart shall cease to beat, This faltering tongue forget to speak, A mortal paleness on my cheek: When my dim eyes are sunk in death, And God who gave shall take my breath; May He sustain my fainting heart, And comfort to my soul impart. May His bright presence bring relief From fear, despondency, and grief: His cheering voice direct my way To regions of eternal day.