In you, O Lord, my spirit comes to hide
And calls out for your great deliverance.
I trust your strength to be my leading guide,
Your answer in my griefs the difference:
You know me and the troubles of my soul,
And so I find your love my utter joy.
My body trembles at the heavy toll
My enemies have launched to thus destroy
My mind, my name, my life. May all their schemes
Be scattered, silenced, as they treated me!
You hold unending good for him who deems
Your hiding place the safest place to be.
So love the Lord, all you who follow proudly;
Be strong, let courage sing and hope ring loudly!