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Alone with none but Thee, my God,
I journey on my way;
What need I fear, when Thou art near,
O king of night and day?
More safe I am within Thy hand,
than if a host did round me stand.
The child of God can fear no ill,
His chosen dread no foe;
Tis not from chance our comfort springs,
Thou art our trust, O king of kings.
My destined time is fixed by Thee,
and death doth know his hour.
Did warriors strong around me throng,
they could not stay his power;
no walls of stone can man defend
when Thou Thy messenger dost send
The child of God can fear no ill,
His chosen dread no foe;
Tis not from chance our comfort springs,
Thou art our trust, O king of kings.
My life I yield to Thy decree,
and bow to Thy control
in peaceful calm, for from Thine arm
no power can wrest my soul.
Could earthly omens e'er appal
A man that heeds the heavenly call!
The child of God can fear no ill,
His chosen dread no foe;
Tis not from chance our comfort springs,
Thou art our trust, O king of kings.
The priests
King of kings
King of kings
Alone with none but Thee, my God,
I journey on my way;
What need I fear, when Thou art near,
O king of night and day?
More safe I am within Thy hand,
than if a host did round me stand.
The child of God can fear no ill,
His chosen dread no foe;
Tis not from chance our comfort springs,
Thou art our trust, O king of kings.
My destined time is fixed by Thee,
and death doth know his hour.
Did warriors strong around me throng,
they could not stay his power;
no walls of stone can man defend
when Thou Thy messenger dost send
The child of God can fear no ill,
His chosen dread no foe;
Tis not from chance our comfort springs,
Thou art our trust, O king of kings.
My life I yield to Thy decree,
and bow to Thy control
in peaceful calm, for from Thine arm
no power can wrest my soul.
Could earthly omens e'er appal
A man that heeds the heavenly call!
The child of God can fear no ill,
His chosen dread no foe;
Tis not from chance our comfort springs,
Thou art our trust, O king of kings.
