1 Here I can firmly rest;
I dare to boast of this,
That God the highest and the Best,
My Friend and Father is.
2 From dangerous snares He saves:
Where'er He bids me go
He checks the storms and calms the waves,
Nor lets aught work me woe.
3 At cost of all I have,
At cost of life and limb,
I cling to God, who yet shall save:
I will not turn from Him.
4 The world may fail and flee;
Thou, God, my Father art!
Not fire, nor sword, nor plague, from Thee
My trusting soul shall part.
5 No joys that angels know;
No throne or wide-spread fame,
No love or loss, no fear or woe,
No grief of heart or shame--
6 Man cannot aught conceive,
Of pleasure or of harm,
That e'er shall tempt my soul to leave
Her refuge in Thine arm.
Source: Church Book: for the use of Evangelical Lutheran congregations #425
|First Line:||Here I can firmly rest|
|German Title:||Ist Gott für mich, so trete|