The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell. Psalm 27:1-2
Words: Benjamin Beddome (1717–1795). Published posthumously in Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton & Briggs, 1818), number 744.
If you know where to get a good picture of Beddome or Daman (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Would those who thirst for blood,
Thy little flock devour?
Lord, change their hearts or check their rage,
By Thine almighty power.
When dangers compass round,
May Thine uplifted arm
Restrain or frustrate their designs,
Who seek to do us harm.
’Midst savage beasts of prey,
Thou art our confidence;
From men more savage far than they,
Be Thou our sure defense.
To Thee, almighty God,
In all our straits we come;
Do Thou protect us in the way,
And bring us safely home.