1 O God, Thou hast rejected us,
and hast afflicted sore;
Thou hast been angry, but in grace
O once again restore.
2 Lo, Thou hast torn and rent our land,
Thy judgments dread appall;
O hear her shattered strength before
she totter to her fall.
3 Thro' ways of trial and distress
Thy people Thou hast led,
a bitter cup Thou givest us
of misery and dread.
4 A glorious banner Thou hast giv'n
to those who fear Thy Name,
a banner to display abroad,
and thus the truth proclaim.
5 That Thy beloved may be saved
and from their foes set free,
help with the might of Thy right hand,
in mercy answer me.
6 God in His holiness hath said:
"I will triumphant be,
all heathen lands I claim as Mine,
and they shall bow to Me."
7 Now, therefore, who will lead us on
sin's strongholds to possess?
No longer cast us off, O God,
but give our hosts success.
8 Give Thou Thy help against the foe,
for help of man is vain;
through God we shall do valiantly,
the victory He shall gain.
Source: Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #60