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THOUGH troubles assail,
   And dangers affright,
Though friends should all fail,
    And foes all unite,
Yet one thing secures us,
    Whatever betide:
The Scripture assures us,
    ‘The Lord will provide.’
2  The birds, without barn
    Or storehouse, are fed;
From them let us learn
    To trust for our bread:
His saints what is fitting
    Shall ne’er be denied,
So long as ’tis written,
    ‘The Lord will provide.’
3  His call we obey,
    Like Abram of old,
Not knowing our way;
    But faith makes us bold:
For though we are strangers
    We have a good Guide,
And trust, in all dangers,
    ‘The Lord will provide.’
4  When Satan appears,
    Obstructing our path,
And fills us with fears,
    We triumph by faith;
He cannot take from us
    (Though oft he has tried)
This heart-warming promise—
    ‘The Lord will provide.’
5  No strength of our own,
    Or goodness we claim;
Yet, since we have known
    The Saviour’s great name,
In this our strong tower
    For safety we hide,
Almighty His power:
    ‘The Lord will provide.’
John Newton, 1725-1807