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.