THE everlasting Lord who reigned Ere yet was formed or shape or thing, When all was made as he decreed Was even then acknowledged King And after all that is shall end, Alone shall reign the feared one—He In his resplendence glorious Who was, who is, and who will be. And He is one and there is none, No second to compare or share— Without beginning, without end— In his dominion everywhere. He is my God—my helper lives— My rock when grievous times befall, My banner He, my refuge He, And my cup's portion, when I call. Within His hand I trust my soul In sleep and waking—He is near— And with my soul, my body, too: The Lord's with me; I have no fear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |