O God, be merciful to me,
My soul for refuge comes to Thee;
Beneath Thy wings I safe will stay
Until these troubles pass away.
To God Most High shall rise my prayer,
To God Who makes my wants His care;
From heav'n He will salvation send,
And me from ev'ry foe defend.
Great foes and fierce my soul alarm,
Inflamed with rage and strong to harm,
But God, from heav'n His dwelling place,
Will rescue me with truth and grace.
Be Thou, O God, exalted high,
Yea, far above the starry sky,
And let Thy glory be displayed
O'er all the earth Thy hands have made.
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