He who would val-iant be 'gainst all dis-as-ter,
Let him in con-stan-cy fol-low the Mas-ter.
There's no dis-cour-age-ment shall make him once re-lent
His first a-vowed in-tent to be a pil-grim.
Who so be-set him round with dis-mal sto-ries,
Do but them-selves con-found—his strength the more is.
No foes shall stay his might; though he with gi-ants fight,
He will make good his right to be a pil-grim.
Since, Lord, Thou dost de-fend us with Thy Spir-it,
We know we at the end shall life in-her-it.
Then, fan-cies, flee a-way! I'll fear not what men say,
I'll la-bor night and day to be a pil-grim.
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