Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #367 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 118:6-15 Lyrics:
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.
'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.
Like bees, my foes beset me round,
A large and angry swarm;
But I shall all their rage confound
By thine almighty arm.
'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong,
In him my lips rejoice;
While his salvation is my song,
How cheerful is my voice!
Like angry bees, they girt me round;
When God appears they fly;
So burning thorns, with crackling sound,
Make a fierce blaze and die.
Joy to the saints and peace belongs;
The Lord protects their days:
Let Isr'el tune immortal songs
To his almighty grace.
Topics: Deliverance from death; Praise for eminent deliverances; Lord's day psalm; Public praise for private mercies; Thanks public, for private mercies; Hosanna for the Lord's day; Christ his resurrection on the Lord's day; Christ the church's foundation; Church built on Jesus Christ; Deliverance from tumult; Tumult deliverance from it Languages: English
The Lord appears my helper now