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.