Verse 1
Father, to thy protection
From fiends and men I fly,
And rest in thy affection,
When passion’s storm runs high,
Beneath my soul, defended
From all invading harms,
Thy mercy hath extended
Its everlasting arms.

Verse 2
Jesus, Jehovah’s power,
Thy promis’d help I claim,
And run into the tower
Of thine almighty name:
Impregnable the city
Which hides my life above;
My refuge is thy pity,
My safety is thy love.

Verse 3
Spirit of consolation
And all-sufficient grace,
In every strong temptation
Thou shalt a standard raise
Against my foe infernal,
And shew me on the tree
The dying God eternal
Whose blood hath ransom’d me.

Verse 4
By faith I now inherit
Both strength and righteousness,
In Father, Son, and Spirit,
The God whom I confess:
Whate’er I ask, desiring,
I have; I surely have
The Three in One conspiring
This dear-bought soul to save.