Make haste, O my God,
To deliver, I pray,
O Lord, to my rescue make haste;
Let those who would harm me be filled with dismay,
And in their own folly disgraced.

Let them be turned back
In confusion, O Lord,
Who in my destruction would joy;
Let shame and defeat be their only reward,
Who sneers and derision employ.

May all those who seek Thee,
And make Thee their choice,
Great gladness and blessedness see;
May all those who love Thy sal­va­tion rejoice
And constantly magnify Thee.

I cry in deep need
And Thy help I implore;
Make haste to the rescue, I pray;
My Sav­ior Thou art, and my strength ev­er­more,
No longer Thy coming delay.