My will is weak, my strength is frail, And all my hope is nearly gone; I can but trust Thy working true To gently hold and lead me on. I've tried my best, but still have failed, E'en as before I've failed and erred; Thy patience is my only trust To hold and keep me to Thy word. Whene'er my heart is lifted up, How very near I am to fall; I dare not do, I dare not think, I need Thyself in great or small. Thou art my Savior, strength and stay, O Lord, I come to seek Thy face; Though I'm the weakest of the weak, My strength is nothing but Thy grace.