Hope of Help 4

Tune: Deus Tuorum Militum

('Awake, awake, fling off the night')

Parts of Psalms 40 to 44

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I waited patient for the Lord

He inclined to me, heard my word

Brought me up from horrible pit

Set me on a rock, my path lit

 

Though poor and needy, even yet

The Lors thinks on me, not forget

He my help, my deliverer

Tarry not lord, help not defer

 

By this I know you favour me

My enemy not triumph, see

Not gain victory over me

For the Lord shall my helper be

 

Why cast down O my soul, disquiet

You have within your mind and heart

Hope you in God, soul, for I shall

Still praise Him, all will turn out well

 

The Lord to me Hi will command

His loving-kindness by His hand* (*Spirit)

And songs of praise I shall Him give

Each day and night I through Him live

 

Send out your light, Lord, let it lead

Me with your truth too, you me feed

As shepherd to the sheep you tend

And shall defend them to the end

 

In God we boast all the day long

And praise His name with joyful song

Even for ever, and always

See, Him our help, our fear allays