Firm as the earth thy gospel stands,

My Lord, my hope, my trust;

If I am found in Jesus' hands,

My soul can ne'er be lost.

His honor is engaged to save

The meanest of his sheep;

All that his heav'nly Father gave

His hands securely keep.

Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove

His favorites from his breast;

In the dear bosom of his love

They must for ever rest.