The Perseverance of the Saints

God my Saviour this hath spoken
(He is not a lying man,
Nor can e'er His word be broken;
Doubteth any that He can?),
He will keep me, He will keep me,
This the promise, proffered plain:
Saving grace will not be vain.

Tho' the pow'rs of hell assail me,
Jesus is my sure defence.
He hath said He will not fail me;
This is all my confidence.
All my trials, all my trials
Show of what my faith is made,
Make the glorious gift displayed.

For my blessed Jesus' bleeding,
God regardeth not my sin.
For my guilt His blood is pleading;
He His righteous cause shall win.
He is with me, He is with me
Tho' His judgements oft I break,
God will ne'er His child forsake.

Thine alone Almighty power,
Strength to save have others not.
Keep unto life's closing hour;
Let earth see what Thou hast wrought.
Thine the glory! Thine the glory!
Be all praise eternally,
God Who savest, unto Thee!

—On Num 23:19–23. To "Bryn Calfaria."