Assurance Amid Peril

Verse 1

My soul is grieved because my foes With treacherous plans my way inclose; But from the snares that they devise Their own undoing shall arise.

Verse 2

My heart is steadfast, O my King, My heart is tuned Thy praise to sing; Awake, my soul, and swell the song, Let vibrant harp the notes prolong.

Verse 3

Yea, I will early wake and sing, A thankful hymn to Thee will bring, For unto heaven thy mercies rise, Thy truth is lofty as the skies.

Verse 4

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.