Verse 15
Thou still shalt save the Poor Opprest,
And bring their proud Oppressors down,
The Lord will give his People Rest,
Will comfort his Afflicted One,
My GOD shall in my Darkness shine,
And fill my Lamp with Light Divine.
Verse 16
By Thee I have a Troop broke thro’,
And scal’d the Wall, O GOD, by Thee;
Thy Way is right, thy Word is true,
And fully verified in me;
My Lord is faithful to redeem,
The Shield of All that trust in Him.
Verse 17
For who, except the Lord is GOD?
Who is a Rock but GOD alone?
My Soul He hath with Strength endued,
To perfect Love He leads me on,
My Feet thro’ Him the Hinds outfly,
And spurn the Earth, and scale the Sky.
Verse 18
Tis GOD instructs my Hands to war,
My Arms have broke a Bow of Steel,
My Soul is more than Conqueror,
And strong in Strength Invincible;
Thou hast a Shield on me bestow’d,
The Mercy of my Saviour-GOD.
Verse 19
Sustain’d by thine Almighty Hand
And greaten’d by thy gentle Love,
My Feet were taught on Thee to stand,
Or swiftly in thy Paths to move,
Confirm’d, upheld on every Side
My Feet could neither sink nor slide.
Verse 20
My Foes I challeng’d forth to fight,
I vex’d them with Offensive War,
Follow’d, o’retook, and stop’d their Flight,
Nor would from the Pursuit forbear,
Till crush’d, consum’d beneath my Power
They sunk, they fell to rise no more.
Verse 21
Thou, Lord, hast girded me with Might,
And arm’d my Soul for Conquests new,
When Other Hosts appear’d in Sight
Thine Arm did still my Foes subdue,
Compel’d the Rebels to submit,
And bow’d their Necks beneath my Feet.
Verse 22
The Lord for me doth ever live;
Blessing ascribe to GOD most High,
Glory, and Thanks to Jesus give,
The Rock on which I still rely;
Extol his Power, his Mercies raise,
The GOD of my Salvation praise.
Verse 23
Tis GOD, who vindicates my Right,
And all my Sins persists t’ o’rethrow,
Thou hast redeem’d me by thy Might
Superior to mine Inbred Foe,
Thy Love hath set my Spirit free,
And bad me live, O Lord, to Thee.
Verse 24
Wherefore I will exalt thy Name,
And teach the Heathen World thy Praise
In Songs of sacred Joy proclaim
Thy Riches of redeeming Grace,
Till all the Heathen World confess
Jesus the Lord Our Righteousness.
Verse 25
Mighty to save his Love we sing,
The Lord that doth our Souls convert,
The Christian is his Priest and King,
The David after his own Heart,
And all his Seed, his Church, adore
The Love that saves forevermore.