1 "Perfect in love!"—Lord, can it be,
Amidst this state of doubt and sin,
While foes so thick without I see,
With weakness, pain, disease within:
Can perfect love inhabit here,
And, strong in faith, extinguish fear?

2 O Lord! amidst this mental night,
Amidst the clouds of dark dismay,
Arise! arise! shed forth Thy light,
And kindle love’s meridian day.
My Savior God, to me appear,
So love shall triumph over fear.