1 Had not the Lord been on our side,
may Israel now say;
2 Had not the Lord been on our side,
when men rose us to slay;
3 They had us swallow’d quick, when as
their wrath ‘gainst us did flame:
4 Waters had cover’d us, our soul
had sunk beneath the stream.
5 Then had the waters, swelling high,
over our soul made way.
6 Bless’d be the Lord, who to their teeth
us gave not for a prey.
7 Our soul’s escaped, as a bird
out of the fowler’s snare;
The snare asunder broken is,
and we escaped are.
8 Our sure and all-sufficient help
is in Jehovah’s name;
His name who did the heav’n create,
and who the earth did frame.