THOUGH troubles assail, And dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, And foes all unite, Yet one thing secures us, Whatever betide: The Scripture assures us, ‘The Lord will provide.’
The birds, without barn Or storehouse, are fed; From them let us learn To trust for our bread: His saints what is fitting Shall ne’er be denied, So long as ’tis written, ‘The Lord will provide.’
His call we obey, Like Abram of old, Not knowing our way; But faith makes us bold: For though we are strangers We have a good Guide, And trust, in all dangers, ‘The Lord will provide.’
When Satan appears, Obstructing our path, And fills us with fears, We triumph by faith; He cannot take from us (Though oft he has tried) This heart-warming promise— ‘The Lord will provide.’
No strength of our own, Or goodness we claim; Yet, since we have known The Saviour’s great name, In this our strong tower For safety we hide, Almighty His power: ‘The Lord will provide.’
John ewton, 1725-1807