Though trou-bles as-sail us
and dan-gers af-fright,
Though friends should all fail us
and foes all u-nite,
Yet one thing se-cures us,
what-ev-er be-tide,
The pro-mise as-sures us,
"The Lord will pro-vide."
The birds, with-out gar-ner
or store-house, are fed;
From them let us learn to
trust God for our bread.
His saints what is fit-ting
shall ne'er be de-nied
So long as 'tis writ-ten,
"The Lord will pro-vide."
When Sa-tan as-sails us
to stop up our path,
And cou-rage all fails us,
we tri-umph by faith.
He can-not take from us,
though oft he has tried,
This heart-cheer-ing pro-mise,
"The Lord will pro-vide."
No strength of our own and
no good-ness we claim;
Yet, since we have known of
the Sav-ior's great name,
In this our strong tow-er
for safe-ty we hide:
The Lord is our pow-er,
"The Lord will pro-vide."