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.