Heavenly Help

orchidee



Tune: Webb

('Stand up, stand up for Jesus')

Psalm 3

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Lord, how are they increased, see

Many that trouble me!

Many rise up against me

Will I from them be free?

They say of my soul, Ther is

No help for him in God, this

Be their words, but O Lord, you

Come and be my help true

 

O Lord, you are a shield for

Me, and my glory sure

The lifter up of my head

I not downcast nor dread

I cried to the Lord with my

Voice, unto Him drew nigh

He heard me from His holy

Hill, His Temple, so be

 

I laid me down to sleep sound

And when awaked I found

The Lord He has me sustained

His help faithful and unfeigned

I will not ten thousands fear

For His presence is near

Though they around me do set

I trust in the Lord yet

 

Arise, O Lord, and save me

God, my protector be

You shall smite my enemies

And give me victories

Salvation belongs unto

The Lord, He does renew

His blessing on His people

All ages, one and all

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 8th, 2026 12:21
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 7.6.7.6. 7.6.7.6.
  • Category: Spiritual
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