1 The Lord appears my Helper now,
Nor is my Faith afraid
What all the Sons of Earth can do,
Since Heav'n 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 Like Bees, my Foes beset me round,
A large and angry Swarm;
But I shall all their Rage confound,
By thine Almighty Arm.
4 Tis through the Lord my Heart is strong,
In him my Lips rejoice;
While his Salvation is my Song,
How chearful is my Voice!
5 Like angry Bees they girt me round;
When GOD appears they fly;
So burning Thorns, with crackling Sound,
Make a fierce Blaze and die.
6 Joy to the Saints and Peace belongs;
The Lord protects their Days:
Let Isr'el tune immortal songs
To his Almighty Grace.
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First Line: | The Lord appears my Helper now |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
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Topic: | Christ: his resurrection on the Lord's day; Christ: the church's foundation; Church: built on Jesus Christ(6 more...) |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |