Now Let the Feeble All Be Strong

Now let the fee­ble all be strong

And make Je­ho­vah’s arm their song:

His shield is spread o’er ev­ery saint

And thus sup­port­ed

who shall faint?

What though the hosts of hell en­gage

With min­gled cru­el­ty and rage?

A faith­ful God re­strains their hands

And chains them down in ir­on bands.

Bound by His word

He will dis­play

A strength pro­por­tioned to our day;

And

when unit­ed tri­als meet

Will show a path of safe re­treat.

Thus far we prove that pro­mise good

Which Je­sus ra­ti­fied with blood:

Still He is gra­cious

wise

and just

And still in Him let Is­ra­el trust.