Verse 1
Unmov’d the pillars stand,
For God ordains it so,
Supported by their Saviour[’s] hand
They prop his house below;
Against the furious storm
They turn their steady face:
And we can all things now perform
Thro’ his Almighty grace.
Verse 2
In this degenerate age
If persecution roar,
A few shall stand the utmost rage
Of earthly, hellish power;
And whom the Lord shall choose
For Satan to disperse,
Shall fly, and spread the joyful news
Throughout the universe.