Hymn written for the Rev. Mr. Walker, of Chichester.
Where may zeal due succour find,
Man, for thy unguarded mind?
To shield thee, when temptations reign,
From folly’s snare, and vice’s bane?
The law of God, a Saviour’s law,
Justly heard with grateful awe,
That alone pure light supplies
To the simple, and the wise.
He, whose heart, however tried,
Keeps the word of God his guide,
He walks secure, and undismay’d
Amid misfortune’s darkest shade.
He, tho’ tempests round Him roll,
Feels a sacred calm of soul;
Breathing, to his latest breath,
Joy in life, and hope in death.