Clothe Yourself with Humility

Clothe your­self with hu­mil­ity;

Don’t try to take first place.

For God op­pos­es all the proud

But gives the hum­ble grace.

Humble your­self be­neath God’s hand;

Someday He’ll lift you high.

Cast your an­xi­ety on Him;

His care will nev­er die.

Be self-con­trolled and on alert;

Satan is prowl­ing round.

He’s like a li­on seek­ing prey;

Stand firm and don’t give ground.

Stand firm and stead­fast in the faith;

You’re not alone in tri­al.

Your Christ­ian bro­thers round the earth

Suffer like you a while.

The God of grace will see you through;

Someday His face you’ll see.

You’ll share the glo­ry of His Son

For all eter­ni­ty.

And af­ter you have suf­fered here

God will re­move your care.

He’ll make you strong

stead­fast

and firm;

His be the power for­e’er!