The tempter to my soul hath said,

Representative text

As printed in The Church Hymnal (1941), no. 253 — the newest hymnal carrying it.

The tempter to my soul hath said, "There is no help in God for thee;" Lord! lift thou up thy servant's head; My glory, shield, and solace be.

Thus to the Lord I raised my cry; He heard me from his holy hill; At his command the waves rolled by; He beckoned, and the winds were still.

I laid me down and slept, I woke — Thou, Lord, my spirit didst sustain; Bright, from the east, the morning broke; Thy comforts rose on me again.

I will not fear, though armed throngs Compass my steps in all their wrath; Salvation to the Lord belongs; His presence guards His people's path.