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by Ronald Ferguson © 1999

Adversaries have multiplied;
Against me they all rise.
And many say then of my soul,
"With him no rescue lies."

But You, O Lord, about me are,
My shield and great defence;
My glory too, and He who lifts
My head from danger, thence.

And I was crying to the Lord;
My voice was raised to Him.
And from His mountain answered me
When all seemed very grim.

Then I lay down and slept in peace;
By God I was sustained.
I will not fear ten-thousand men,
Against me, if obtained.

Arise, O Lord, and save me now,
For all my enemies,
Have smitten cheeks and shattered teeth.
Salvation, our God sees.

Metre = 8-6-8-6
Copyright retained

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