On your own strength, do not rely
But rest secure in the Lord's supply
On our own we are frail and weak
The future is grim, the prospect bleak
Trust in the Lord and all his ways
And you will know peace in your days
Many will try to enter and many will fail
Some of them will beg, but to no avail
Standing on the outside and looking in
At strangers and friends and their own kin
They will say "We were with you, among us you walked
And we all listened when you talked
Let us in Lord, you know who we are"
And He will reply "Depart from me so far
I do not know from where you come
I do not know you from any one
It is not enough to drop my name"
Where do your intentions rest
A personal intimate relationship is best
And here, at last, is the sobering truth
A thing we don't often like to admit
We are not as strong as we think
But in our weakness, God can make much of it