O Lord, how are my foes increased!
Against me many rise;
How many say, "In vain for help
He on his God relies."
Thou art my shield and glory Lord,
My Saviour, O Most High.
The Lord from out his holy hill
Gives answer when I cry.
I laid me down and slept, I waked,
Because the Lord sustains;
Though many thousands compass me,
Unmoved my soul remains.
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.
Salvation to the Lord belongs;
In him his saints are blest;
O let thy blessing evermore
Upon thy people rest.
From Psalm 3
Tune: Eden, William Henry Havergal, 1793-1870
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Praise God that He sustains! Blessings Dorothy!
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