1 Defend me, Lord, from Shame,
for still I trust in Thee:
As Just and Righteous is thy Name,
from Danger set me free.
2 Bow down thy gracious Ear,
and speedy Succour send:
Do Thou my stedfast Rock appear,
to shelter and defend.
3 Since Thou, when Foes oppress,
my Rock and Fortress art,
To guide me forth from this Distress,
thy wonted Help impart.
4 Release me from the Snare
which they have closely laid;
Since I, O God my Strength repair
to Thee alone for Aid.
5 To Thee, the God of Truth,
my Life, and all that's mine,
(For Thou preserv'st me from my Youth,)
I willingly resign.
6 All vain Designs I hate,
of those that trust in Lies:
And still my Soul, in ev'ry State,
to God for Succour flies.
7 Those Mercies Thou hast shown,
I'll chearfully express;
For Thou hast seen my Streights, and known
my Soul in deep Distress.
8 When Keilah's treach'rous Race
did all my Strength inclose,
Thou gav'st my Feet a larger Space,
to shun my watchful Foes.
9 Thy Mercy, Lord, display,
and hear my just Complaint;
For both my Soul and flesh decay,
with Grief and Hunger faint.
10 Sad Thoughts my Life oppress;
my Years are spent in Groans;
My Sins have made my Strength decrease,
and ev'n consum'd my Bones.
11 My Foes my Suff'rings mock'd;
my Neighbours did upbraid;
My Friends, at Sight of me, were shock'd,
and fled, as Men dismay'd.
12 Forsook by all am I,
as dead, and out of Mind;
And like a shatter'd Vessel lie,
whose Parts can ne'er be join'd.
13 Yet sland'rous Words they speak,
and seem my Pow'r to dread;
Whilst they together Counsel take,
my guiltless Blood to shed.
14 But still my stedfast Trust,
I on thy Help repose:
That Thou, my God, art good and just,
my Soul with Comfort knows.
15 Whate'er Events betide,
thy Wisdom times them all:
Then, Lord, thy Servant safely hide
from those that seek his Fall.
16 The Brightness of thy Face,
to me, O Lord, disclose;
And, as thy Mercies still increase,
preserve me from my Foes.
17 Me from Dishonour save,
who still have call'd on Thee;
Let That, and Silence in the Grave,
the Sinner's Portion be.
18 Do Thou their Tongues restrain;
whose Breath in Lies is spent;
Who false Reports, with proud Disdain,
against the Righteous vent.
19 How great thy Mercies are
to such as fear thy Name;
Which Thou, for those that trust thy Care,
dost to the World proclaim!
29 Thou keep'st them in thy Sight,
from proud Oppressors free:
From Tongues that do in Strife delight,
they are preserv'd by Thee.
21 With Glory and Renown
God's Name be ever bless'd;
Whose Love is Keilab's well-fenc'd Town
was wond'rously express'd!
22 I said, in hasty Flight,
"I'm banish'd from thine Eyes:"
Yet still Thou keptst me in thy Sight,
and heardst my earnest Cries.
23 O! all ye Saints, the Lord
with eager Love pursue;
Who to the Just will Help afford,
and give the Proud their Due.
24 Ye that on God rely,
For He will yet your Hearts supply
with Strength, in Time of Need.
Source: A New Version of the Psalms of David: fitted to the Tunes used in Churches #XXXI