1 Who trusts in God a strong abode
In heav'n and earth possesses;
Who looks in love to Christ above,
No fear that heart oppresses.
In you alone, Dear Lord, we own
Sweet hope and consolation,
Our shield from foes, our balm for woes,
Our great and sure salvation.

2 Though Satan's wrath beset our path
And worldly scorn assail us,
While you are near, we shall not fear;
Your strength will never fail us.
Your rod and staff will keep us safe
And guide our steps forever;
Nor shades of death nor hell beneath,
Our lives from you will sever.

3 In all the strife of mortal life
Our feet will stand securely;
Temptation's hour will lose its pow'r,
For you will guard us surely.
Our God, renew with heav'nly dew
Our body, soul, and spirit
Until we stand at your right hand
Through Jesus' saving merit.