Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12584 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Incarnate God! the soul that knows
Thy name’s mysterious power
Shall dwell in undisturbed repose,
Nor fear the trying hour.
2 Thy wisdom, faithfulness and love,
To feeble, helpless worms
A buckler and a refuge prove,
From enemies and storms.
3 In vain the fowler spreads his net,
To draw them from Thy care;
Thy timely call instructs their feet
To shun the artful snare.
4 When like a baneful pestilence
Sin mows its thousands down
On every side, without defense,
Thy grace secures Thine own.
5 No midnight terrors haunt their bed,
No arrow wounds by day;
Unhurt on serpents they shall tread,
If found in duty’s way.
6 Angels, unseen, attend the saints
And bear them in their arms,
To cheer the spirit when it faints,
And guard the life from harms.
7 The angels’ Lord, Himself is nigh,
To them that love His name,
Ready to save them when they cry,
And put their foes to shame.
8 Crosses and changes are their lot,
Long as they sojourn here;
But since their Savior changes not,
What have the saints to fear Languages: English Tune Title: PARIS
Incarnate God! The Soul That Knows
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