1  There's a little word that the Lord has giv'n

       For our help in the hour of need:

    Let us reckon ourselves to be dead to sin,

       To be dead and dead indeed.

 2  There's another word that the Lord has giv'n,

       In the very same verse we read,

    Let us reckon ourselves as alive in Him,

       As alive and alive indeed.

 3  While we trust in feeling or inward frames

       We shall always be tossed about,

    Let us anchor fast to the Word of God,

       And reckon away our doubt.

 4  As the mariner, when the skies are dim,

       Sails on by his compass true;

    So our faith would cling to the promise firm,

       And reckon the journey through.

 5  O how sweet it is to be anchored fast

       To a hope that can never fail;

    Let us reckon on with a firmer trust,

       Till we anchor within the veil.

 6  You may claim the promise from every pain,

       You may know His power to heal;

    But your faith must rest in His word alone,

       And reckon, rather than feel.