| Blessed be the Lord my strength … my goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and He in whom I trust. (Psa. 144:1‑2) |
| They shall abundantly utter the memory of Thy great goodness, and shall sing of Thy righteousness. (Psa. 145:7) |
Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise
The blessings of redeeming grace;
Jesus, our everlasting tower,
Mocks at the angry tempest’s roar. |
His love’s a refuge ever nigh;
His watchfulness, a mountain high;
His name’s a rock, which winds above
Nor waves below can ever move. |
