The Psalms of David ‎#212b

212b. Deliverance from a Tumult

1 The Lord appears my Helper now,
Nor is my Faith afraid
What all the Sons of Earth can do,
Since Heav'n affords its Aid.

2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in Thee,
And have my GOD my Friend,
Than trust in Men of high Degree,
And on their Truth depend.

3 Like Bees, my Foes beset me round,
A large and angry Swarm;
But I shall all their Rage confound
By thine Almighty Arm.

4 'Tis through the Lord my Heart is strong,
In him my Lips rejoice;
While his Salvation is my Song,
How chearful is my Voice!

5 Like angry Bees they girt me round;
When GOD appears they fly;
So burning Thorns, with crackling Sound,
Make a fierce Blaze and die.

6 Joy to the Saints and Peace belongs;
The Lord protects their Days:
Let Isr'el tune immortal songs
To his Almighty Grace.

Text Information

• First Line: The Lord appears my Helper now
• Title: Deliverance from a Tumult
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1740
• Scripture:
  Psalm 118:6-15
• Topic: Christ: his resurrection on the Lord's day; Christ: the church's foundation; Church: built on Jesus Christ; Deliverance: from a Tumult; Deliverance: from death; Hosanna: for the Lord's day; Lord's day: psalm; Praise: for eminent Deliverance; Public Thanks for private Mercies
• Notes: Public Domain.

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