1 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands, My Lord, my hope, my trust; If I am found in Jesus' hands, My soul can ne'er be lost.
2 His honour is engag'd to save The meanest of his sheep, All that his heavenly Father gave His hands securely keep.
3 Nor death, nor hell shall e'er remove His favourites from his breast; In the dear bosom of his love They must for ever rest.