Madame de la Mothe Guyon, that notable prisoner for Christ's sake in the Chateau de Chillon, sang:
Nor exile I nor prison fear;
Love makes my courage great;
I find a Saviour everywhere,
His grace in every state.
Nor castle walls, nor dungeon deep,
Exclude His quickening beams;
There I can sit and sing and weep,
And dwell on heavenly themes.
There, sorrow for His sake is found
A joy beyond compare;
There no presumptuous thoughts abound,
Nor pride can enter there.
A Savior doubles all my joys
And sweetens all my pains;
His strength in my defense employs,
Consoles me and sustains.
(Eph. 6. 20; Rev. 1. 9).