A47611:154
Spiritual melody
Spiritual melody, containing near three hundred sacred hymns. By Benjamin Keach, author of Trhopolgia, pastor of the Church of Christ meeting on Horsly-down, Southwark
London: printed for John Hancock, 1691
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
4 Thou art our Shield and Hiding place To thee we haste away, Fore-seeing Dangers very nigh, Dare now no longer stay.
5 In thee is safety, if we fly, Our Tower is so strong, We fear no Siege, no Mines can hurt, Nor do our Tower wrong.
6 Nor can we starve whilst here we lie, Thy Stores cannot be spent, In thee is Bread, and all supply, No ways can Foes invent
6 Nor can we starve whilst here we ly, Thy Stores cannot be spent, In thee is Bread, and all supply, No ways can Foes invent
7 To take our Fort, we fear no Bombs Nor Cannon though they roar, But from our Tower the cruel Foes To pieces shall be tore.