Let God, the Lord, hear thee, Ev'n in the day when most thy troubles be; Let name of Jacob's God, When thou on it dost cry, Defend thee still from all thy foes abroad. From sanctuary high Let Him come down and help to thee apply From Sion's holy top; Thence let Him undertake With heavenly strength thy earthly strength to prop. Let Him notorious make That in good part He did thy offerings take; Let fire for trial burn, Yea, fire from Himself sent, Thy offerings so that they to ashes turn. And so let Him consent To grant thy will and perfect thy intent, That in thy saving we May joy, and banners raise Up to our God, when thy suits granted be. Now in me knowledge says That God from fall His own anointed stays. From heavenly holy land I know that He hears thee, Yea, hears with powers, and helps of helpful hand. Let trust of some men be In chariots armed, others in chivalry; But let all our conceit Upon God's holy name, Who is our Lord, with due remembrance wait. Behold their broken shame! We stand upright, while they their fall did frame. Assist us Saviour dear; Let that King deign to hear, When as to Him our prayers do appear. |