1. How firm a foundation, you saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
What more can He say to you than He has said,
You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?
2. In every condition, in sickness, in health;
In poverty’s vale, or abounding in wealth;
At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,
As days may demand, shall your strength ever be.
3. Fear not, I am with you, O be not dismayed,
For I am your God and will still give you aid;
I’ll strengthen and help you, and cause you to stand
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.
4. When through fiery trials your pathways shall lie,
My grace, all sufficient, shall be your supply;
The flame shall not hurt you; I only design
Your dross to consume, and your gold to refine.
5. The soul that on Jesus has leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to its foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavour to shake,
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.
Words: Richard Keen, 1787
Music: © Richard Simpkin, 2003