The Tempter to My Soul

1The tempter to my soul hath said,
"There is no help in God for thee;"
Lord! lift Thou up Thy servant's head;
My glory, shield, and solace be.

2Thus to the Lord I raised my cry;
He heard me from His holy hill;
At His command the waves rolled by;
He beckoned, and the winds were still.

3I laid me down and slept,
I woke— Thou,
Lord, my spirit didst sustain;
Bright, from the east, the morning broke;
Thy comforts rose on me again.

4I will not fear, though armed throngs Compass my steps in all their wrath;
Salvation to the Lord belongs;
His presence guards His people's path.