622    L.M.     W. Gadsby
“Be not dismayed; for I am thy God.” Isa. 41. 10

1 Poor fearful saint, be not dismayed,
  Nor dread the dangers of the night;
  Thy God will ever be thy aid,
  And put the hosts of hell to flight.

2 Nor sin, nor Satan, can o’ercome
  The arm that vindicates thy cause;
  God, thy own God, will lead thee home,
  In spite of all that may oppose.

3 [Should hosts within, and hosts without,
  At once unite to make thee yield,
  Thy God shall put them all to rout,
  And make thee master of the field.]

4 In every sore and deep distress,
  “I am thy God” shall be thy stay;
  Thy God shall all thy woes redress,
  And drive thy guilty fears away.

5 This soul-supporting truth contains
  All blessings that a God can give;
  In sorrows, sicknesses, or pains,
  Thy God will every need relieve.