Plead my cause, O Lord of hosts

Verse 1

Plead my cause, LORD of hosts, earth and hell make their boasts, 'gainst my soul. See they strive, mischief seek and plots contrive. Armor and shield with Thee; hold them forth, LORD, for me "I thy salvation" say that all my foes dismay.

Verse 2

Inbred sin pains my soul distrust my peace destroys. Fiery darts Satan flings ev'ry day its battle brings. Jesus on earth did dwell; sharp pangs of conflict felt; the pow'rs of darkness warr'd with our anointed Lord.

Verse 3

He has crushed all His foes for God and all He chose; Salvation is complete; all shall worship at His feet. I will rejoice in Thee; salvation makes me free; plead my cause; all is well; I ever with Thee dwell.