When My Sins As Mountains Rise

When my sins as mountains rise,
Saviour, be thou near me;
Wipe the tears from weeping eyes,
Comfort thou and cheer me.

Give me peace, Give me peace,
Then shall nothing grieve me:
Help me trust thy gracious word:
“I will never leave thee.”

When, like gold in furnace tried,
Thou shalt purge and prove me,
With my Saviour at my side,
Sorrows shall not move me. [Refrain]

When I tread the vale of death,
Let not fears confound me:
May I yield my dying breath,
With thine arms around me. [Refrain]