The Lord of hosts is on my side
P. M.
1
The Lord of hosts is on my side,In him—him only, I confide,Nor shall confide in vain;Amidst ten thousand foes and snares,Amidst ten thousand anxious cares,He can my soul sustain.
2
I will not yield to servile fear,Though all the fiends of hell draw near,To fight, and rage, and rave;My gracious God is also nigh,And will their hostile rage defy;He is at hand to save.
3
Let us our hope in God express,Our hope is in his mighty grace,And still in him confide;With dauntless courage let us rise,Press on, and win the gracious prize,For God is on our side.