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.

2 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.

3 We may, like the ships, by tempests be tossed

On perilous deeps, but can not be lost:

Though Satan enrages the wind and the tide,

The promise engages, The Lord will provide.

4 His call we obey, like Abrah’m 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.

5 No strength of our own, or goodness, we claim;

But since we have known the Saviour’s great name,

In this our strong tower for safety we hide—

The Lord is our power—The Lord will provide.

6 When life sinks apace, and death is in view,

The word of his grace shall comfort us through:

Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side,

We hope to die shouting, The Lord will provide.