Scripture Verse

Hear me, O God, as I voice my complaint; protect my life from the threat of the enemy. Psalm 64:1


Words: Hen­ry F. Lyte, Po­ems Chief­ly Re­li­gious 1833 & 1845.

Music: Al­ice Ro­bert Ro­berts (1863–?) (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Ro­berts (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

Henry F. Lyte


Hear, O Lord, our supplication;
Let our souls on Thee repose!
Be our refuge, our salvation,
’Mid ten thousand threatening foes.

Lord, Thy saints have many troubles,
In their path lies many a snare:
But before Thy breath like bubbles,
Melt they soon in idle air.

Cunning are the foe’s devices,
Bitter are his words of gall;
Sin on every side entices;
Lord, conduct us safe through all.

Be our foes by Thee confounded,
Let the world Thy goodness see,
While, by might and love surrounded,
We rejoice, and trust in Thee.