I KNOW Thou art with me,
My Saviour, my God,
I know Thou art with me,
I fear not the road;
But, trusting in Thee,
As I journey along,
I’ll make Thy rich mercy
The theme of my song.
I know Thou art with me,
And though for a while
In this valley of tears
Thou hast left me to toil,
Forsaken—forgotten.
I never can be,
With the blessed assurance
That Thou art with me.
The way may be dreary,
The road may be rough,
I know Thou art with me,
And that is enough;
I can smile at the tempest
Can laugh at the storm,
For the arms that are round me,
Shall shield me from harm.
I know Thou art with me,
I’ve proved it before,
The roaring of billows
Can fight me no more;
My Saviour, my Friend,
Thou hast kept me till now,
Thou wilt keep to end.
Some call it presumption
To say, I am Thine;
Lord, grant such presumption
May ever be mine.
In this will I glory,
In this will I boast
Thou—Thou has redeemed me,
I cannot be lost.
A little while longer
To sojourn below,
Then, Lord, to Thy presence
I’ll happily go;
And oh, how delightful,
My Saviour, to be
For ever, and ever,
And ever, with Thee.