Words: Anon­y­mous; re­cast by John Lo­gan in Scott­ish Par­a­phras­es, 1781.

Music: St. Mag­nus, at­trib­ut­ed to in The Di­vine Com­pan­ion, second edi­tion, by Hen­ry Play­­ford (Lon­­don: 1707); har­mo­ny by , 1868.


Let Christian faith and hope dispel
The fears of guilt and woe;
The Lord Almighty is our Friend,
And who can prove a foe?

The Savior died, but rose again
Triumphant from the grave:
And pleads our cause at God’s right hand,
Omnipotent to save.

Who then can e’er divide us more
From Jesus and His love,
Or break the sacred chain that binds
The earth to Heav’n above?

Let troubles rise, and terrors frown,
And days of darkness fall;
Through Him all dangers we’ll defy,
And more than conquer all.

Nor death, nor life, nor earth, nor hell,
Nor time’s destroying sway
Can e’er efface us from His heart
Or make His love decay.

Each future period that will bless
As it has blessed the past;
He loved us from the first of time,
He loves us to the last.