Whence gush the fresh waters at thy command;

As a rocky foundation whereon to build,

As a fortress of rock when the foe is afield,

Such Maker and Saviour of man art thou,

Our fortress, our rock, and our shield below.

Egone.

ROD.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me.—Psalm xxiii. 4.

I will cause you to pass under the rod.—Ezekiel, xx. 37.