Protect us Lord from fatal harm

Verse 1

Protect us Lord, from fatal harm; Behold our rising woes; We trust alone Thy powerful arm, To scatter all our foes.

Verse 2

Their tongue is like a poisoned dart, Their thoughts are full of guile; While rage and carnage swell their heart; They wear a peaceful smile.

Verse 3

O God of grace, Thy guardian care, When foes without invade, Or spread within a deeper snare, Supplies our constant aid.

Verse 4

Let falsehood flee before Thy face, Thy heavenly truth extend, And nations taste Thy heavenly grace, And all delusion end.

Verse 5

With daily bread the poor supply, The cause of justice plead; And be Thy Church exalted high, With Christ, the glorious Head.