Classic Poem

The Lord in thy adversity
Regard thy cry;
Great Jacob's God with safety arm,
And shield from harm;
Help from His sanctuary send,
And out of Sion thee defend.

Thy odours, which pure flames consume,
Be His perfume,
May He accept thy sacrifice,
Fir'd from the skies.
For ever thy endeavours bless;
And crown thy counsels with success.

We will of thy deliv'rance sing,
Triumphant king:
Our ensigns in that pray'd-for day
With joy display;
Ev'n in the Name of God. O still
May He thy just desires fulfill!

Now know I His Anointed He
Will hear and free,
With saving hand and mighty pow'r,
From His high tow'r.
These trust in horse; in chariots those;
Our trust we in our God repose.

Their wounded limbs with anguish bend,
To death descend:
But we in fervour of the fight
Have stood upright.
O save us, Lord; Thy suppliants hear:
And in our aid, great King, appear.