Where shall the man be found That fears t’offend his God, That loves the Gospel’s joyful sound, And trembles at the rod? The Lord shall make him know The secrets of His heart, The wonders of His covenant show, And all His love impart. The dealings of His hand Are truth and mercy still With such as to His covenant stand, And love to do His will. Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their maker’s face; Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace.