Barnabe Barnes - "Fortress of hope, anchor of faithful zeal" lyrics

Fortress of hope, anchor of faithful zeal, Rock of affiance, bulwark of sure trust, In whom all nations for salvation must Put certain confidence of their souls' weal: Those sacred mysteries, dear Lord, reveal Of that large volume, righteous and just. From me, though blinded with this earthly dust Do not those gracious mysteries conceal; That I by them, as from some beamsome lamp, May find the bright and right direction To my soul, blinded, marching to that camp Of sacred soldiers whose protection He that victorious on a white horse rideth Taketh, and evermore triumphant guideth.