Who trusts in God, a strong abode
In heaven and earth possesses;
Who looks in love to Christ above,
No fear his heart oppresses.
In thee alone, dear Lord, we own
Sweet hope and consolation,
Our shield from foes, our balm for woes,
Our great and sure salvation.
Though Satan’s wrath beset our path
And worldly scorn assail us,
While thou art near, we will not fear;
Thy strength shall never fail us.
Thy rod and staff shall keep us safe
And guide our steps forever;
Nor shades of death nor hell beneath
Our souls from thee shall sever.
In all the strife of mortal life
Our feet shall stand securely;
Temptation’s hour shall lose its power,
For thou shalt guard us surely.
O God, renew with heavenly dew
Our body, soul and spirit
Until we stand at thy right hand
Through Jesus’ saving merit.
-Joachim Magdeburg, 1572
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