Though His Words Might Well Deceive Me, Though To Earth Abased I Bend, Christian Guide, Thou Wilt Not Leave Me, Thus On Earth Without A Friend! I Thought His Vows Were Oaths In Heaven, Nor Dare I Here My Fault Deny; For All My Soul To Him Was Given, God Knows How True, How Tenderly! Though Wronged And Desolate And Dying, His Pride, His Coldness, I Forgot, And Fell Upon His Bosom, Crying, Forsake Me Not - Forsake Me Not! I Left My Father, And My Mother, Whom I No More On Earth May See, But I Have Found A Father, Brother, And More Than Every Friend, In Thee! Although His Words Might Well Deceive Me, Though Wronged, And Desolate I Lie, Christian Guide, Thou Wilt Not Leave Me, Oh, Teach Me To Repent And Die!