When Noah, with his favored few,
Was ordered to embark,
Eight human souls, a little crew,
Entered on board his ark.
Though every part he might secure
With bar, or bolt, or pin.
To make the preservation sure,
Jehovah shut him in.
The waters then might swell their tides,
The billows rage and roar,
They could not stave the assaulted sides,
Nor burst the battered door.
So souls that into Christ believe,
Quickened by vital faith,
Eternal life at once receive,
And never shall see death.
In his own heart the Christian puts
No trust, but builds his hopes
On Him that ope’s, no man shuts;
And shuts, and no man ope’s.
In Christ, his Ark, he safely rides,
Not wrecked by death or sin.
How is it he so safe abides?
The Lord has shut him in.
-J. Hart, Gadsby’s Hymns, 685.