My Strong Tower

In Zion' s Rock abiding, My soul her triumph sings; In his pavilion hiding, I praise the King of kings.

My Strong Tow' r is he! To him will I flee; In him confide, in him abide; My Strong Tow' r is he!

Wild waves are round me swelling, Dark clouds above I see; Yet, in my fortress dwelling, More safe I cannot be.

My tow' r of strength can never In time of trouble fail; No pow' r of Satan ever Against it shall prevail.