1. If God Him- self be for me, I may a host de- fy; For when I pray, be- fore me My foes, con- found- ed, fly. If Christ, my Head and Mas- ter, Be- friend me from a- bove, What foe or what dis- as- ter Can drive me from His love?

2. This I be- lieve, yea, ra- ther, Of this I make my boast, That God is my dear Fa- ther, The Friend who loves me most, And that, what- e'er be- tide me, My Sa- vior is at hand Through storm- y seas to guide me And bring me safe to land.

3. I build on this foun- da- tion, That Je- sus and His blood A- lone are my sal- va- tion, The true, e- ter- nal good. With- out Him all that plea- ses Is val- ue- less on earth; The gifts I owe to Je- sus A- lone my love are worth.

4. My Je- sus is my Splen- dor, My Sun, my Light, a- lone; Were He not my De- fen- der Be- fore God's awe\- full throne, I nev- er should find fa- vor And mer- cy in His sight, But be de- stroyed for- ev- er As dark- ness by the light.

5. He can- celed my of- fen- ses, De- liv- ered me from death; He is the Lord who clean- ses My soul from sin through faith. In Him I can be cheer- ful, Bold, and un- daun- ted aye; In Him I am not fear- ful Of God's great Judg- ment Day.