"Quail not before the shaveling horde,
"Commit thy cause to God the Lord;
"Though exil'd by their bloody will,
"Our God we praise and honour still;
"Where'er we roam, our Saviour's care,
"For us a dwelling shall prepare.
"By Him, the earth was hallowed,
"Whose precious blood was on it shed:
"The life-stream from His wounded side,
"The world for us hath sanctified."