When assaulted sore by Satan,
Then present the shield of Faith:
Fiery darts of fierce temptations,
Intercepted by thy God,
Then shall lose their force in patience,
Sheathed in love, and quenched in blood.
Hart.
Redeemed from fear, and washed from lustful blot,
By Faith we then might rise above our lot;
And like Thy chosen few, restored within,