1 O Lord, how are my foes increased!
Against me many rise;
How many say,In vain for help
He on his God relies!
2 Thou art my shield and glory, Lord,
My Saviour, O Most High.
The Lord from out His holy hill
Gives answer when I cry.
3 I laid me down and slept, I waked,
Because the Lord sustains;
Tho' many thousands compass me,
Unmoved my soul remains.
4 Arise, o Lord; save me, my God;
For Thou hast owned my cause,
And oft hast beaten down my foes
Who scorn Thy righteous laws.
5 Salvation to the Lord belongs,
In Him His saints are blest;
O let Thy blessing evermore
Upon Thy people rest.
|First Line:||O Lord, how are my foes increased!|
|Title:||God Our Guardian|
|Topic:||Afflictions: Deliverance from; Aspirations: For Peace and Rest; Blessedness: Of Those Chosen of God(26 more...)|