Bless’d is the man whose confidence
Is fixed on God, his strong defense;
Midst dangers he shall dwell secure,
And view eternal blessings sure.

Though pestilential vapors spread
Their baleful influence o’er his head,
Though noxious fumes infect the air,
Fearless he breathes, and safely there.

Though thick the arrows round him fly,
And thousands sicken, thousands die;
Unawed he hears expiring groans,
And God’s preserving goodness owns.

Or if commissioned, the disease,
Among the rest, the Christian seize;
E’en then his trembling lips rejoice,
And death but elevates his voice.