On God alone my soul relies, And He will soon relieve; The Lord will hear my plaintive cries At morning, noon, and eve. He has redeemed my soul in peace, From conflict set me free; My many foes are made to cease, And strive no more with me. The living God in righteousness Will recompense with shame The men, who hardened by success, Forget to fear His Name. All treacherous friends who overreach And break their plighted troth, Who hide their hate with honeyed speech With such the Lord is wroth. Upon the Lord thy burden cast To Him bring all thy care; He will sustain and hold thee fast, And give thee strength to bear. God will not let His saints be moved; Protected, they will shall see Their foes cut off and sin reproved; O God, I trust in Thee. |