The mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord.
Psalm 59:3
Words: William Allen, Psalms and Hymns 1835.
Music: Baltimore Sunday-School Hymnal (St. Louis, Missouri: Concordia Publishing House, 1912), number 2 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know the composer, or where to get a good picture of him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
I am hated, Lord, by those
Who Thy holy truth despise;
Save me from my wicked foes,
Lord of hosts, arise, arise!
Thou’rt my rock and my defense;
Thou a tower unto Thy saints;
Thee I make my confidence,
Thee I’ll trust, though nature faints.
Glad Thy mercies will I sing,
All Thy power and love confess;
Thou hast been, O heavenly King,
My safe refuge in distress!
Songs with every morning’s light,
Lord, shall rise up to Thy throne;
All Thy saints shall praise Thy might,
And Thy mercy shall make known.