Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will
fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they
comfort me.
Psa. xxiii. 4.
Christ to my heart true joy can give,
Christ who was born that I might live;
He saves me from the pains of hell,
He deigns e'en here with me to dwell,
And, when from earth I wing my flight,
Will take me to Himself in light.
Jesus! thy name alone hath power
To cheer me in affliction's hour;
If Thou dost in my soul abide,
I ask for nought on earth beside:
Thou art my Fortress, Tower, and Rock,
My strong Defence in every shock.
When soul and body both shall fail,
No terrors shall my mind assail;
For Thou shalt be my Hope and Stay,
My Saviour in that solemn day:
Through Thee I'm victor in the strife,
And find in death the gate of life.