Verse 1
Happy Paul, to bonds consign’d!
What monarch is so free?
Thousands shall the blessing find
Of his captivity:
Kept (but Christ his Keeper is,
And serves by him his own design)
Kept, he rests in perfect peace
Within the arms Divine.
Verse 2
Jesus, full of truth and love,
Thy Godhead we adore,
Thee we trust the same to prove
Both now and evermore:
Let what will thy church befall,
It shall to thy great glory tend,
Magnify the Lord of all,
The saints eternal Friend.