_Psalm 91._
In God I have found a retreat,
Where I can securely abide;
No refuge nor rest so complete;
And here I intend to reside.
Cho.--Oh, what comfort it brings,
As my soul sweetly sings,
I am safe from all danger
While under his wings.
2 I dread not the terror by night,
No arrow can harm me by day;
His shadow has covered me quite,
My fears he has driven away.
3 The pestilence walking about,
When darkness has settled abroad,
Can never compel me to doubt
The presence and power of God.
4 The wasting destruction at noon
No fearful foreboding can bring;
With Jesus my soul doth commune,
His perfect salvation I sing.
5 A thousand may fall at my side,
And ten thousand at my right hand;
Above me his wings are spread wide,
Beneath them in safety I stand.
James Nicholson.