Call Jehovah Thy Salvation

Call Je­ho­vah thy sal­va­tion

Rest be­neath th’Al­migh­ty’s shade

In His sec­ret ha­bi­ta­tion

Dwell

and nev­er be dis­mayed:

There no tu­mult shall alarm thee

Thou shalt dread no hid­den snare;

Guile nor vio­lence can harm thee

In eter­nal safe­guard there.

From the sword at noon-day wast­ing

From the noi­some pes­ti­lence

In the depth of mid­night blast­ing

God shall be thy sure de­fense;

Fear not thou the dead­ly qui­ver

When a thou­sand feel the blow

Mercy shall thy soul de­liv­er

Though ten thou­sand be laid low.

Only with thine eye

the ang­uish

Of the wick­ed thou shalt see

When by slow dis­ease they lang­uish

When they per­ish sud­den­ly:

Thee

though winds and waves be swell­ing

God

thine hope

shall bear through all;

Plague shall not come nigh thy dwell­ing

Thee no ev­il shall be­fall.

He shall charge His an­gel le­gions

Watch and ward o’er thee to keep;

Though thou walk through hos­tile re­gions

Though in de­sert wilds thou sleep:

On the li­on vain­ly roar­ing

On his young

thy foot shall tread

And

the dra­gon’s den ex­plor­ing

Thou shalt bruise the ser­pent’s head.

Since

with pure and firm af­fect­ion

Thou on God hast set thy love

With the wings of His pro­tect­ion

He will shield thee from ab­ove:

Thou shalt call on Him in trou­ble

He will heark­en

He will save

Here for grief re­ward thee dou­ble

Crown with life be­yond the grave.