Our God is our salvation,
Our refuge in distress,
What earthly tribulation
Can shake our steadfast peace?
The ground of our profession
Is Jesus and His blood:
He gives us the possession
Of everlasting good.
We know no condemnation,
No law that speaks despair:
And Satan's accusation,
With Christ, we need not fear.
For us there is provided
A city fair and new,
To it we shall be guided—
Jerusalem's in view;
Our portion there is lying,
A destined, heavenly lot;
And though we're daily dying,
Our portion withers not.
The heart within us leapeth,
And cannot down be cast,
Since with our God it keepeth
Its never-ending feast.
The sun which, smiling, lights us,
Is Jesus Christ alone:
And what to song incites us,
Is heaven on earth begun.