O Lord, by Thee Delivered

O Lord

by Thee de­liv­ered

I Thee with songs ex­tol;

My foes Thou hast not suf­fered

To glo­ry o’er my fall.

O Lord

my God

I sought Thee

And Thou didst heal and save;

Thou

Lord

from death didst ran­som

And keep me from the grave.

His ho­ly name re­mem­ber

Ye saints

Je­ho­vah praise;

His an­ger lasts a mo­ment

His fa­vor all our days;

For sor­row

like a pil­grim

May tar­ry for a night

But joy the heart will glad­den

When dawns the morn­ing light.

In pros­per­ous days I boast­ed

Unmoved I shall re­main;

For Lord

by Thy good fa­vor

My cause Thou didst main­tain;

I soon was sore­ly trou­bled

For Thou didst hide Thy face;

I cried to Thee

Je­ho­vah

I sought Je­ho­vah’s grace.

What pro­fit if I per­ish

If life Thou dost not spare?

Shall dust re­peat Thy prais­es

Shall it Thy truth de­clare?

O Lord

on me have mer­cy

And my pe­ti­tion hear;

That Thou mayst be my help­er

In mer­cy

Lord

ap­pear.

My grief is turned to glad­ness

To Thee my thanks I raise;

Who hast re­moved my sor­row

And gird­ed me with praise;

And now

no long­er si­lent

My heart Thy praise will sing;

O Lord

my God

for­ev­er

My thanks to Thee I bring.