WHO in the Lord confide, And feel His sprinkled blood, In storms and hurricanes abide Firm as the mount of God.
Steadfast and fixed and sure, His Zion cannot move; His faithful people stand secure, In Jesus’ guardian love.
As round Jerusalem The hills defensive rise, So God protects and covers them From all their enemies.
On every side He stands, And for His Zion cares; And safe in His almighty hands Their souls for ever bears.
But let them still abide In Thee, all gracious Lord, Let every one be sanctified, And perfectly restored.
All those of heart sincere Continue to defend; And do them good, and save them here, And love them to the end.
Charles Wesley, 1707-88