I Know

Part of one of my grandfather's sermons, one of my favorite poems. It just puts everything together perfectly.

I know against that fortress wall the gates of hell will not prevail;
I know in whom I have believed and that his word shall never fail;
I know that he is able still, is strong to save and strong to keep,
And all that I commit to him is safe, though I may wake or sleep.

I know this spirit sword of truth, can pierce the cunning foe's device.
I know to ransom me from death, my Savior paid the utmost price.
I know my sins are all forgiven, since on the Cross my sins he bore.
And if his suffering I share, I'll share his glory evermore.