The Prospect (Bowden)

I can­not see be­fore me

What may my steps be­tide

But God’s own eye is o’er me

And He can seas di­vide.

Though dan­ger may be­set me

The God of pow­er’s my friend

And He will nev­er let me

Need care

and not de­fend.

Though Sa­tan’s hosts de­fy me

My God is more than they

And help He’ll not de­ny me

While I His will ob­ey.