When the pro­phet Da­ni­el prayed
To God on bend­ed knee,
With his win­dows op­en wide,
Despite the king’s de­cree,
And they cast him in
The li­ons’ den, his life to close,
God was able to de­li­ver
Him from all his foes.

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For God’s an­gel is en­camp­ing,
Round about all them that fear Him;
He is able to de­li­ver
All who put their trust in Him.

Wherefore is the king so sad,
And where­fore does he fast?
As he thinks of Da­ni­el, who
Within the den is cast;
O, thou ser­vant of
The liv­ing God, tell me, I pray,
From the li­ons’ cru­el pow­er
Can He save to­day?

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O king, live for­ev­er!
And from anx­ious care be free,
For my God has sent His
Angel to de­li­ver me;
He has shut the li­ons’ mouths,
My soul in tri­umph sings,
Oh, what joy to trust
For shel­ter un­der­neath His wings!

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From the roar­ing li­on,
Seeking whom he may de­vour,
God is able to de­li­ver
By His migh­ty pow­er;
And the soul who comes
To Je­sus with his sins op­pressed,
He is able to de­li­ver
And to give him rest.

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He is able to de­li­ver,
And to keep in peace,
Till life’s pil­grim­age is end­ed
And my con­flicts cease;
And when Death, the lat­est ene­my,
Shall end the strife,
He is able to de­li­ver
And to crown with life.

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