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 & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Henry F. Lyte (1793–1847)


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.