Inspirer and hear­er of pray­er,
Thou shep­herd and guard­ian of Thine,
My all to Thy co­ve­nant care,
I, sleep­ing or wak­ing, re­sign.

If Thou art my shield and my sun,
The night is no dark­ness to me;
And, fast as my min­utes roll on,
They bring me but near­er to Thee.

A so­ve­reign pro­tect­or I have,
Unseen, yet for ev­er at hand;
Unchangeably faith­ful to save,
Almighty to rule and com­mand.

His smiles and His com­forts abound,
His grace, as the dew, shall des­cend;
And walls of sal­va­tion sur­round
The soul He de­lights to de­fend.