THE Lord my Saviour is my light, What power against my soul shall fight? While God, my strength, to me is near, What foe can harm, whom shall I fear?
The greatest joy my heart desires, And for which all my soul aspires, Is in God’s house to spend my days, My life devoted to His praise.
This do I seek with ceaseless care, And God attends my earnest prayer; Here may my soul His beauties trace, And know the wonders of His grace.
When troubles rise, my guardian God Will hide me safe in His abode! Firm as a rock my hope shall stand, Sustained by His almighty hand.
Should every earthly friend depart, Or should I lose my parents’ heart, Then God on Whom my hopes depend, Will still be Father, Guide and Friend.
Anne Steele, 1717-78‡