Alone with none but thee, my God, I journey on my way: what need I fear when thou art near, O King of night and day? more safe am I within thy hand than if a host should round me stand. My destined time is known to thee, and death will keep his hour; did warriors strong around me throng, they could not stay his power: No walls of stone can man defend when thou thy messenger dost send. My life I yield to thy decree, and bow to thy control in peaceful calm, for from thine arm no power can wrest my soul: could earthly omens e'er appal a man that heeds the heavenly call? The child of God can fear no ill, his chosen, dread no foe; we leave our fate with thee, and wait thy bidding when to go: 'tis not from chance our comfort springs, thou art our trust, O King of kings.