Christ will ever watch you, and protect from harm,
He near you stands, with mighty hands
To ward off each temptation;
To Jesus fly; he’s ever nigh,
The Rock of your Salvation.
5 Let not death alarm you, shrink not from his blow;
For your God shall arm you, and victory bestow,
For death shall bring to you no sting,
The grave no desolation:
’Tis sweet to die with Jesus nigh,