When I feel weak

I cannot do it alone; 
  The waves surge fast and high,
And the fogs close all around,
  The light goes out in the sky;
But I know that we two 
  Will win in the end, 
    Jesus and I.

Cowardly, wayward, and weak,
  I change with the changing sky;
Today so eager and bright,
  Tomorrow too weak to try;
But He never gives in,
  So we two will win,
    Jesus and I.

I could not guide it myself,
  My boat on life's wild sea;
There's One who sits by my side,
  Who pulls and steers with me.
And I know that we two
  Will safe enter port,
    Jesus and I.

-from "Streams in the Desert"