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