1 Arrayed against our church and faith,
The powers of darkness rage,
And the proud tyrants of the earth
Unholy warfare wage.
2 They say, O God, Thou wilt not hear,
Thou, Lord, will not regard;
But each dark crime is known to Thee,
And meets its just reward.
3 The Father of the fatherless,
The helper of the weak,
Thy hand shall every wrong redress,
Thy voice shall comfort speak.
4 And soon shall dawn that blessèd day,
When sin and woe shall cease,
And earth, beneath Messiah’s sway,
Enjoy perpetual peace.
|First Line:||Arrayed against our church and faith|
|Title:||Arrayed Against Our Church And Faith|
|Source:||Spirit of the Psalms, 1829|
|Source:||Psalms (Edinburgh, Scotland: 1615)|