God’s Promise

He who brought His an­cient peo­ple

With a strong and migh­ty hand

Out of all their cru­el bond­age

Into Ca­naan’s pro­mised land.

He has said

and we be­lieve it

’Tis a prom­ise made of old

From the trust­ing and the lov­ing

No good thing will He with­hold.

He who led them through the des­ert

By the cloud that went be­fore

He whose good­ness nev­er failed them

Though they grieved Him o’er and o’er.

God is faith­ful to His pro­mise

He is mind­ful of His own;

On our jour­ney to His king­dom

We shall nev­er walk alone.

We shall have His kind pro­tect­ion

And His love as in the past;

Though our days be few or ma­ny

He will guide us to the last.