When the chips are down

And darkness all around

When troubles abound

And hopes dashed to ground

When faith in God is shaken

And endless every road taken

When nothing goes right

And means are also tight

Look at the destitute around you

And the poor who surround you

And the deaf and dumb who smile

And the lame who walk a mile

And the hapless who hope

And the blind who cope

With the miseries of life

And beam even in strife

And look at the shelterless

And the couples childless

And the paupers penniless

And the orphans helpless

And the terminally ailing

And the widows wailing

Who thank God no less

Even in strain and stress

Then woes you will fight 

With all force and might