1 Be still, my doubting soul, no longer fear;
The angel of the Lord encampeth near;
Trust now the living God; His promise take;
He this assurance gives for Jesus’ sake.

Refrain:
Sing praise, sing praise,
For the angel of the Lord
Encampeth round about us,
And guards us with his sword;
Sing praise, sing praise,
For the angel of the Lord
Encampeth round about us,
And guards us with his sword.

2 His angel evermore encampeth near
To those who keep His word with holy fear;
My eyes do not behold his wings of light,
But in my restful soul I feel his might; [Refrain]

3 I thank Thee, O my God, that while I live,
Thou dost in times of need deliv’rance give;
So, when death’s hour draws nigh, I need not fear;
The angel of Thy love will still be near. [Refrain]