Because the king trust in the LORD, Through cov'nant love that's proved,
Through grace of Him Who is Most high The king shall not be moved.
Thy hand shall reach to every man Who is thine enemy,
And thy right hand shall find out all Who hate thee needlessly.
For thou wilt make them blaze as fire In presence of thy power.
The LORD shall swallow them in wrath; The fire shall them devour.
Their offspring thou wilt strike from earh, Their seed from sons of men.
Their evil plans; their cunning plots Against thee are in vain.
For thou wilt make them turn their back; Thou wilt thine arrows place
Upon thy string, in readiness To fly against their face.
In Thine omnipotence, O LORD, Exalt Thyself on high;
Then we shall sing; with psalms of praise Thy might we glorigy.
