Or tremble at the tempter's power?
Jesus vouchsafes to be my tower.
Why must I either fly or yield,
Since Jesus is my mighty shield?
Worldlings may weep, but why should I?
Jesus still lives, and still is nigh.
My soul a famine need not dread,
For Jesus is my living bread.
Or how my wants shall be supplied;
But Jesus knows, and will provide.
The throne of grace I dare address,
For Jesus is my righteousness.
My steadfast hope shall not remove,
While Jesus intercedes above.
But on my side is power divine;
Jesus is all, and He is mine!