Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#CXVIIIa

CXVIIIa. Deliverance from a Tumult

1 The Lord appears my helper now,
Nor is my faith afraid
What all the sons of earth can do,
Since heaven affords its aid.

2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee,
And have my GOD my friend,
Than trust in men of high degree,
And on their truth depend.

3 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is strong,
In him my lips rejoice;
While his salvation is my song,
How cheerful is my voice!

4 Like angry bees they girt me round;
When GOD appears they fly:
So burning thorns with crack'ling sound
Make a fierce blaze, and die.

5 Joy to the saints and peace belongs;
The Lord protects their days:
Let Israel tune immortal songs
To his Almighty grace.

Text Information

• First Line: The Lord appears my helper now
• Title: Deliverance from a Tumult
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1785
• Scripture:
  Psalm 118:6-15

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