Classic Poem

Oft earth, and hell, and sin have strove,
To rend my soul from God;
But everlasting is his love,
Seal'd with his darling's blood.

The oath and promise of the Lord
Join to confirm his grace;
Eternal pow'r performs the word,
And brings the strong solace.

Amidst temptations, sharp and long,
I to his refuge flee;
Hope is my anchor, firm and strong,
When storms enrage the sea.

The gospel bears my spirit up;
The never-changing God
Lays, for my triple ground of hope,
The word, the oath, the blood.