1. How countless are my foes!
How many, LORD, are those
now rising to accuse me!
All point at me and shout,
“God will not help him out!”
They with their taunts abuse me.
But you, O LORD, will be
a shield to cover me
when I am faint and weary,
for when you hear me sigh,
you lift my head up high;
you are my power and glory.
2. cry to God, and he
from Zion answers me;
I will not be forsaken.
In him I put my trust:
I go to sleep and rest
until at dawn I waken.
By thousands I’m beset,
but God will not forget
to be my strength and tower.
Though foes in fierce array
encircle me as prey,
I do not fear their power.
3. Arise, O God of might,
and put my foes to flight.
Let all their host be scattered!
For you uphold my cause:
you strike them on their jaws
and leave their teeth all shattered.
The LORD will ever be
the one who sets us free
when enemies oppress us.
O God in whom we trust,
in you shall we find rest.
May you forever bless us.