Had not the Lord been Israel’s help
When angry foes assailed,
Had not the Lord been on our side,
Our righteous cause had failed.

Without His help the waters proud
Had overwhelmed our soul,
But, praised be God, the waves of wrath
Are under His control.

We are escaped, as from the snare,
A bird in safety flies;
The snare is broken and our souls
In liberty arise.

Our help is in the glorious name,
The name of matchless worth,
Of Him to whom all power belongs,
The Lord of Heaven and earth.