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Distress

1 O LORD, how many are my foes!

How many up against me rise!

2 They all are saying now of me,

“In vain he on his God relies.”

 

3 But you are my protector, LORD;

You are a shield around me spread.

My glory comes from you alone,

The one who raises up my head.

 

4 When to the LORD I lift my voice,

In face of those who hate me still,

The LORD will hear my cry to him

And answer from his holy hill.

 

5 I settle down and sleep in peace;
I wake in God’s upholding hand.
6 I will not fear ten thousand foes

Who circling round against me stand.

 

7 Arise, O LORD! Save me, my God! Deliver for your mercy’s sake!

Strike all my en’mies on the jaw;

The wicked’s teeth in pieces break.

 

8 The LORD alone deliverance sends; No other source of help have we. Therefore upon your people all

May your eternal blessing be.

Lyrics from Sing Psalms, Copyright Free Church of Scotland