
O God, how many are my fears!
How fast my foes increase!
Conspiring my eternal death,
they try to break my peace.
I cry, and from your holy hill
you bow a listening ear;
I call on you, my Lord and God,
and you subdue my fear.
You give soft slumbers to my eyes,
in spite of all my foes;
I wake, and wonder at the grace
which guarded my repose.
What though the hosts of death and hell,
all armed, against me stood!
Such foes shall shake my soul no more;
my refuge is in God.
Arise, O Lord! Fulfill your grace!
It moves my heart to sing!
My God will break the serpent's teeth,
and death has lost its sting.
Salvation is from you, O God;
your arm alone will save;
your blessings will attend us here
and reach beyond the grave.
Source: In Melody and Songs: hymns from the Psalm versions of Isaac Watts #2
First Line: | My God, how many are my fears! |
Title: | God our defence |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |