1. How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laied 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 ev’ry condition, in sickness, in health,
In poverty’s vale or abounding in wealth,
At home or abroad, on the land or the sea,
As thy days may demand, so thy succor shall 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 thee o’erflow,
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
5. When through firey trials thy path way shall lie,
My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply.
The flame shall not hurt thee;
I only design thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine.
And then, when grey hair shall their temples a dorn,
Like lambs shall they still in my bosom be borne,
Like lambs, like lambs shall they be borne.
6. The sole that on Jesus hath leaned for repose
I will not, I cannot desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no never, I’ll never, no never forsake.
I’ll never forsake.
Words: Anon.; Robert Keen
Music: Ross Farnworth
Copyright © 2010 by Ross Farnworth
This song may be copied for incidental,
non-commercial church or home use.