4. Give me to trust in Thee; Be Thou my sure Abode; My Horn and Rock and Buckler be, My Savior and my God. 5. Myself I cannot save, Myself I cannot keep; But strength in Thee I surely have, Whose eyelids never sleep. 6. My soul to Thee alone Now, therefore, I commend. Thou, Jesus, having loved Thine own, Wilt love me to the end! Charles Wesley, 1749. 374 S. M. The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied: Since He is mine and I am His, What can I want beside? 2. He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass And full salvation flows. 3. If e’er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim And guides me in His own right way For His most holy name. 4. While He affords His aid, I cannot yield to fear; Though I should walk through death’s dark shade, My Shepherd’s with me there. 5. The bounties of Thy love Shall crown my following days; Nor from Thy house will I remove Nor cease to speak Thy praise. Isaac Watts, 1719. 375 11s 4 l How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word! What more can He say than to you He hath said, Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled? 2. In every condition,—in sickness, in health, In poverty’s vale or abounding in wealth, At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,— As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be. 3. Fear not, I am with Thee, oh, be not dismayed; For I am thy God and will still give thee aid; I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand. 4. When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow; For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 5. When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply; The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine. 6. E’en down to old age all My people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne. 7. The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose I will not, I will not, desert to His foes; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I’ll never, no never, no never, forsake! Keen, 1787. WARFARE. 376 L. M.