Verse 1
God of Israel’s faithful three,
Who brav’d a tyrant’s ire,
Nobly scorn’d to bow their knee,
And walk’d unhurt in fire;
Breathe their faith into my breast,
Arm me in this fiery hour,
Stand, O Son of man! Confest
In all thy saving power.
Verse 2
Lo! On dangers, deaths, and snares
I every moment tread,
Hell without a veil appears,
And flames around my head;
Sin increases more and more,
Sin in all its strength returns,
Seven times hotter than before
The fiery furnace burns.
Verse 3
But while thou, my Lord, art nigh
My soul disdains to fear,
Sin and Satan I defy
Still impotently near;
Earth and hell their wars may wage,
Calm I mark their vain design,
Smile to see them idly rage
Against a child of thine.
Verse 4
Unto thee, my help, my hope,
My safeguard, and my tower,
Confident I still look up,
And still receive thy power.
All the alien’s hosts I chase,
Blast, and scatter with mine eyes;
Satan comes; I turn my face,
And lo! The tempter flies!
Verse 5
Sin in me, the inbred foe,
A while subsists in chains,
But thou all thy power shalt shew,
And slay its last remains;
Thou shalt conquer[1] my desire,
Thou shalt quench it with thy blood,
Fill me with a purer fire,
And change me into God.
[1] Wesley changed “shalt conquer” to “hast conquer’d” in 1745.