They, who on the Lord rely,
Safely dwell, though danger’s nigh;
Lo, His sheltering wings are spread
O’er each faithful servant’s head.
Vain temptation’s wily snare;
They shall be the Father’s care;
Harmless flies the shaft by day,
Or in darkness wings its way.
When they wake, or when they sleep,
Angel guards their vigils keep;
Death and danger may be near
Faith and love can never fear.