JUST are Thy ways, and true Thy Word,

JUST are Thy ways, and true Thy Word, Great Rock of my secure abode: Who is a God beside the Lord? Or where's a refuge like our God?

' Tis He that girds me with His might, Gives me His holy sword to wield: And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads His salvation for my shield.

He lives, (and blessed be my Rock!) The God of my salvation lives; The dark designs of hell are broke; Sweet is the peace my Father gives.

Before the scoffers of the age, I will exalt my Father's name; Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach, and bear the shame.

To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend: Thy love to saints, in Christ their head, Knows not a limit, nor an end.