Verse 1
Where is the boastful tyrant’s power,
By wonders but confirm’d the more
In cruelty and pride!
Yet all his bloody search is vain,
He never can be found by man,
Whom God is pleas’d to hide.
Verse 2
Jesus from hell and earth, and sin,
Thou art a Place to hide me in,
My refuge sure Thou art
And sav’d, and clean escap’d away,
They never shall retake their prey
Or tear me from thy heart.