To whom in peril and distress
While growing ills our land oppress,
Should we for refuge fly?
Jesus, from age to age the same,
We find, confiding in Thy name,
The strength of Israel nigh.

Of wars and rumored wars we hear,
But Thy command forbids our fear,
And unbelieving haste;
In Thee our quiet souls we hide
And safe beneath Thy wings abide,
Till every storm is past.

Our only care Thy grace to gain
And steadfast in the faith remain
Which sweetly works by love,
To prove Thine acceptable will
And all Thy dear commands fulfill
As angels do above.

Us, whom Thy mind and Spi­rit arm,
Nor sword nor pestilence can harm,
Nor earth or hell annoy;
The plagues that on the wicked seize
Can ne­ver interrupt our peace,
Or rob us of our joy.

We thus to meet our God prepare,
By constant watchfulness and prayer,
By toils of love renewed,
Assured that all events shall join
Accomplishing Thy blest design
In our eter­nal good.

O Son of Man, O God most high
We on Thy faithful word rely
For persevering grace,
Till fully saved and counted meet
We stand, in holiness complete,
Before Thy glo­ri­ous face.