Just are Thy ways, and true Thy Word,
Great Rock of my secure abode:
Who is a god beside the Lord?
Or where’s a refuge like our God?

’Tis He that girds me with His might,
Gives me His holy sword to wield;
And while with sin and hell I fight
Spreads His salvation for my shield.

He lives, and blessèd be my Rock!
The God of my salvation lives:
The dark designs of hell are broke;
Sweet is the peace my Father gives.

Before the scoffers of the age
I will exalt my Father’s Name,
Nor tremble at their mighty rage,
But meet reproach and bear the shame.

To David and his royal seed
Thy grace for ever shall extend;
Thy love to saints in Christ their Head
Knows not a limit, nor an end.

Since with my God with perfect heart
I walk and make His Word my guide,
And from iniquity depart,
The Lord His blessing will provide.

The merciful shall know Thy grace,
The perfect Thy perfection see,
The pure shall see Thine own pure face,
The froward find a foe in Thee.

To smite the proud and bring them low,
To save the poor is Thy delight,
The Lord will cause my lamp to glow,
My God will make my darkness light.

From God the victory I receive;
Most perfect is His holy way;
His Word is tried, they who believe
Will find the Lord their shield and stay.

For who is God, and strong to save,
Beside the Lord, our God of might?
’Tis He that makes me strong and brave,
The Lord Who guides my steps aright.

Thy free salvation is my shield,
My sure defense in every strait;
Thy hand upholds me, lest I yield;
Thy gentleness has made me great.