Jacob’s Ladder (Newton)

If the Lord our lead­er be

We may fol­low with­out fear;

East or west

by land or sea

Home

with Him

is ev­ery­where:

When from Esau Ja­cob fled

Tho’ his pil­low was a stone

And the ground his hum­ble bed

Yet he was not left alone.

Kings are oft­en wak­ing kept

Racked with cares on beds of state;

Never king like Ja­cob slept

For he lay at Heav­en’s gate:

Lo! he saw a lad­der reared

Reaching to the heav’n­ly throne;

At the top the Lord ap­peared

Spoke and claimed him for His own.

Fear not

Ja­cob

thou art Mine

And My pre­sence with thee goes;

On thy heart My love shall shine

And My arm sub­due thy foes:

From My pro­mise com­fort take

For My help in trou­ble call;

Never will I thee for­sake

’Till I have ac­comp­lished all.

Well does Jacob’s lad­der suit

To the Gos­pel throne of grace;

We are at the lad­der’s foot

Every hour

in ev­ery place:

By as­sum­ing flesh and blood

Jesus Heav’n and earth unites;

We by faith as­cend to God

God to dwell with us de­lights.

They who know the Sav­ior’s name

Are for all ev­ents pre­pared;

What can chang­es do to them

Who have such a guide and guard?

Should they tra­verse earth around

To the lad­der still they come;

Every spot is ho­ly ground

God is there—and He’s their home