Scripture Verse

My soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Psalm 57:6

Introduction

Words: From The Psal­ter (Pitts­burgh, Penn­syl­van­ia: Unit­ed Pres­by­ter­ian Board of Pub­li­ca­tion, 1912), num­ber 155.

Music: Church Tri­um­phant James W. El­li­ott, 1874 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of El­li­ott (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

My soul is grieved be­cause my foes
With trea­cher­ous plans my way en­close;
But from the snares that they de­vise
Their own un­do­ing shall arise.

My heart is stead­fast, O my king,
My heart is tuned Thy praise to sing;
Awake, my soul, and swell the song,
Let vib­rant harp the notes pro­long.

Yea, I will ear­ly wake and sing,
A thank­ful hymn to Thee will bring,
For un­to Hea­ven Thy mer­cies rise,
Thy truth is lof­ty as the skies.

Be Thou, O God, ex­alt­ed high,
Yea, far above the star­ry sky,
And let Thy glo­ry be dis­played
O’er all the earth Thy hands have made.