If God had not been on our side And had not come to aid us, Our foes with all their pow'r and pride Would surely have dismayed us, For we, his flock, would have to fear The devil's wolves, both far and near, Who rise in might against us. Their furious wrath, did God permit, Would surely have consumed us And as a deep and yawning pit With life and limb entombed us. A hellish storm would o'er us roll From Satan, who desires our soul And seeks to overwhelm us. Blest be the Lord, who foiled their threat That they could not devour us. Our souls, like birds, escaped their net; They could not overpow'r us. The snare is broken -- we are free! Our helper and our strength is he Who made the earth and heavens.