1 In thee O God, we put or trust,
Thy hands have form'd us from the dust;
Thou hast presev'd us to this hour,
The monuments of grace and pow'r.

2 Thou art our God, our cov'nant god,
By oath and promise seal'd with blood;
Through faith in Christ we make this claim
And call thee by that blessed name.

3 The world and fleshly lusts combine,
Our faith and hope to undermine;
While satan joins his savage pow'r
Our souls to frighten or devour.

4 Too weak in our won strength to stand,
We seek protection from thy hand;
Their dread assaults and rage controul,
And in these conflicts save our soul.

5 Encourag'd by thine oath and word,
We dare rely upon the Lord;
Grace shall prevail against the foe,
And God will bring us safely through.