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P.CXL. Protect us Lord, from fatal harm

1 Protect us Lord, from fatal harm;
Behold our rising woes;
We trust alone the pow'rful arm,
To scatter all our foes.

2 Their tongue is like a poison'd dart,
Their thoughts are full of guile;
While rage and carnage swell their heart;
They wear a peaceful smile.

3 O God of grace, thy guardian care,
When foes without invade,
Or spread within a deeper snare,
Supplies our constant aid.

4 Let falsehood flee before thy face,
Thy heav'nly truth extend,
And nations taste thy heav'nly grace,
And all delusion end.

5 With daily bread the poor supply,
The cause of justice plead;
And be thy church exalted high,
With Christ the glorious head.

Text Information

• First Line: Protect us Lord, from fatal harm
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1816
• Scripture:
  Psalm 140

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