dare not trust the sweet-est frame, But whol-ly lean In ev'ry high and storm-y gale, My When all a-round my soul gives way,

on Je-sus' name:

an-chor holds with-in the veil; He then is all my hope and stay:

I. Thou art

2. Thou art 3. Thou art 4. Thou art

the Way; to Thee alone From sin and death we flee: the Truth; Thy Word alone True wis-dom can im part; the Life; the rend - ing tomb Pro- claims Thy conqu'ring arm; the Way, the Truth, the Life; Grant us that Way to know,