Call upon me when trouble’s near,
My hand shall set thee free
Then shall thy thankful lips declare
The honor due to me.
Call upon me when trouble’s near,
My hand shall set thee free
Then shall thy thankful lips declare
The honor due to me.
The Lord, the Judge, before his throne
Bids the whole earth draw nigh,
The nations near the ris
Call upon Me in the day of trouble;
I will deliver you, and you shall glorify Me.
God is the refuge of his saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade; ere we can offer our complaints behold him present with his aid!
Oh happy hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies,
And all thy sons (a num’rous train)
Each like a Prince in glory reign.
Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of righteousness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
Lord, we have heard thy works of old,
Thy works of power and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told
The wonders of their days.
We have heard with our ears, O God,
Our fathers have told us,
The deeds You did in their days,
In days of old
Thy light and truth shall guide me still,
Thy Word shall my best thoughts employ,
And lead me to Thine heav’nly hill,
My God, my most exceeding joy
As the deer pants for the water brooks, So pants my soul for You, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand
Can all thy woes remove,
For I shall yet before him stand,
And sing restoring love
The Lord will preserve him and keep him alive,
And he will be blessed on the earth